#I wish nothing but the worst period cramps on her

[bananayuyu]

Cabin Fever [part 1]

Pairing: Yunho x f reader

Genre: fluff and smut

Word count: 9.8k

Summary: A trip to the woods with your friends is always the highlight of your year. But sometimes, your body gets in the way of you being able to enjoy anything. Thankfully someone is there to comfort you, in just the way you need.

Warnings: MDNI, smut, fingering, reader is on her period while said fingering is occurring, reader has really severe period cramps

A/n: My period this last week was the worst one I've had in a while, and I kept thinking the whole time I wished Yunho was there to comfort me. This is for my fellow chronically ill besties <3 I hope everyone is taking good care. Also I'm thinking of making a part two, if not turning this into a whole series as I have so many ideas of where to take things. Let me know your thoughts!

You can read part 2 here!

Every year you and your high school friends visited your favorite cabin in the woods. It was cozy and old and probably too small for the seven of you; it was perfect for a summer get away. Each year you all saved up, and when the weather became too hot to bear in the city, you booked a week in the forest. The natural hot spring tub out back, the easy trails on the mountain behind, and the trees that occasionally graced you with their delicious fruit, made it your favorite place. Each and every summer you anticipated it with a giddiness that nothing else could make you feel.

***

You lived with two of your friends from high school, in a small two bedroom house not far from the neighborhood you grew up in. You and Seonghwa each had a bedroom, and Yunho's bedroom was the basement. You wouldn't have thought living with two men would lead to the clean and orderly house you resided in, but thankfully Seonghwa was as much of a clean freak as you. You lived meticulously, due to having many health issues that had been with you your whole life.

It started when you were little, with allergies developing what felt like every week. You had to be careful with what you ate, what you drank, what medication you took. Then there were the fainting spells, which started in high school. Eventually it was understood that your blood pressure was to blame, and your weak heart. And then there were your periods. Always horrible, no matter what you did. You had been put on every type of hormonal birth control at one point or another, and nothing worked. Finally you decided it wasn't worth it anymore, the hoards of drugs and doctor's appointments, and you decided to live a simple life instead, to take things easy, to not ever push too hard. To stop trying to force your body to be normal. You didn't really have a choice in the matter; your body broke down whenever it needed to, and school and work and your social life had to be pushed aside. It made these yearly trips to the woods all the more exciting. Sometimes it was the only time you got to see the group together all year.

This year as you, Seonghwa and Yunho prepared for your trip you realized one achingly frustrating thing. Your period was due to arrive on the fourth day of the trip, if it came on time. You sighed heavily when you realized this, dragging yourself up to grab pads, tampons for the hot spring, your massive bottle of Tylenol and your heating pad, and placing them in your suitcase. You just hoped it wouldn't be too bad, if it did come during the trip. Sometimes they could be late or early, and you hoped that maybe this time your body could make things easy on you, and delay it just a bit.

That night you fell asleep on the couch, accidentally staying up reading too late. As the morning light broke through the blinds you stirred, eyes squinting at the brightness. You groggily made your way towards the bathroom, barely seeing where you were going. You almost ran right into Yunho as he walked down the hall towards the kitchen, and he grabbed your shoulders to prevent you from crashing into each other.

"Good morning," he said, laughing at the state of you.

"I fell asleep on the couch," you groaned.

"Yeah I know, I saw. The book was that good?" he teased. You rolled your eyes. He didn't totally understand your obsession with reading.

"So good it almost felt like I was playing a video game, or something," you teased back.

This was the nature of your relationship with him. He was one of your closest friends by far, but you two were just so different. You worked part-time as the assistant of an accountant, and in your free time read books. He was a choreographer with a crazy schedule, and loved nothing more than gaming whenever he could. He was full of energy; you were prone to exhaustion and fainting. He needed his busy schedule, his stimulating life. You could barely handle leaving the house most of the time. But regardless of these differences your friendship blossomed. With Seonghwa it was sweeter; he was the sweetest person you'd ever met. He was usually the one who took care of you when you'd had a bad allergic reaction, or helped clean up your room when you were far too exhausted to. But Yunho had been there every time you'd had a bad fainting spell, carrying you to the hospital, staying with you overnight. He was always there for you, and made you laugh when you felt like shit. He was an invaluable part of your life, even if he didn't totally understand you.

"Ari texted the group chat late last night, did you see?" he asked you. Ari was the only other girl in the friend group, and you usually shared a room with her on your trips.

"No, what did she say?"

"She's bringing San," he said.

"Ooh, we finally get to meet him for real," you reply, lifting your eyebrows in excitement at finally meeting her new boyfriend. You'd seen pictures and talked to her about him for hours, and you couldn't wait to finally meet him in person.

"And Wooyoung is gonna bring his cousins, I think?"

"Yeah he said he's bringing Yeosang and Jongho with him this year," you reply, having just heard the news the day before while packing. "There's going to be so many of us this year, I'm not sure how we'll all sleep and everything."

"We'll figure it out when we get there," Yunho says reassuringly. Then he looks at you and chuckles. You narrow your eyes, knowing he's laughing at you. "Just go look at yourself in the mirror," he says.

You playfully shove him out of the way and make your way into the bathroom, seeing your ridiculously messy hair he was laughing at. You quickly get yourself ready for the day, knowing you all have to leave soon to pick up Ari and meet up with everyone else. When you make your way to the kitchen you see that Yunho has made you a cup of chamomile, your favorite tea. As you sip it you taste the honey he added and smile, smile at the way he seemed to read your mind. You were craving chamomile with honey today.

Seonghwa exits his room looking extremely put together in a black turtle neck and fitted black pants, his suitcase fully packed and his hair perfectly coiffed. You look down at your tank top and comfy jean shorts, and back up to him.

"You always make me look so underdressed," you say with a small pout.

"Well, you're so beautiful so you don't even have to try," he says, pulling you into a hug. A crazy thing for him to say to you, given that he's literally employed as a model. And quite successfully, at that. "Some of us have things to compensate for, clearly." He spins around, showing you his outfit and laughing at himself.

"It looks so good, but you are going to burn up in the car, Hwa," you reply.

"I'll be fine, I'll be fine," he laughs.

"He's got someone to impress, y/n, remember," Yunho interjects, handing Seonghwa the cup of coffee he made for him. Hongjoong is who he means. You giggle of the memory of them hooking up at the last summer trip, thinking they were being so sneaky when everyone knew exactly what was happening.

"How are you simultaneously so annoying and so nice," Seonghwa says to Yunho, making you all laugh.

"That's the perfect description of him," you say, shooting Yunho a smirk.

"How dare you both," Yunho replies as he makes his way down to the basement to grab his bag. He also stops by your room and grabs your suitcase, taking both down to the car and placing them in the trunk. You and Seonghwa follow after him, your tea in one hand and book in the other. You couldn't wait for a little time spent reading in the cabin.

"It's so funny how he always carries my stuff for me, like I'm some weak little thing," you say to Seonghwa.

"Well you kind of are, honey," Seonghwa says, looking at you softly. Your health issues had been flaring up again recently, and it broke his heart to see his close friend suffering so much.

"I know. It's annoying," you reply, looking away from him as you exit your house. "I just hope nothing happens while we're on the trip."

"We'll all take care of you if anything does," he says, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to comfort you.

"Thank you," you reply as you climbed into the back seat. You make eye contact with Yunho through the rear view mirror, his look attentive and curious.

"Ready?" he asks you, and you nod, holding his gaze. Since living with him, and really even since high school, he had driven you basically everywhere. You couldn't help but love it.

***

After meeting up with everyone at Ari's apartment you split into your two cars. You, Yunho, Seonghwa, Ari and her boyfriend San would be in Yunho's car. And Wooyoung, Hongjoong, Mingi, Yeosang and Jongho would be in Wooyoung's. You weren't sure how having ten people in the cabin would go, but you decided not to worry. This time of year was not for dread or anxiety; it was for joy and laughter.

After spending time on the drive talking to Ari and San, you realized he was just as handsome and kind as she told you. You squeezed her arm in excitement, elated that your friend had such a wonderful new boyfriend. Yunho and Seonghwa had expressed concern when they first started dating, given that Ari's last relationship wasn't healthy. But even they seemed swayed by just a few hours with San, with his sweet smile and warm conversation. You all arrived in the highest spirits, you and Ari ditching the car to let the boys carry your things while you excitedly ran to the backyard to dip your toes in the hot spring.

"God, I'm so excited we're back," she said, grabbing your hand. "And I'm excited you're meeting San. What do you think, so far?"

"He seems wonderful. Are you happy, is he always this kind?" You look at her fondly, wanting nothing more than for her to finally experience a healthy love.

"I'm so happy dude. It's just been so smooth, so calm. It's built the way I think these things are supposed to, you know? No rushing, no fighting and making up and fighting again. None of that awful shit that I used to look for. I feel like I'm finally an adult. I guess 25 is my 18," she laughs.

"Girl I'm 25 and barely even independent from my parents. You don't need to feel bad about what's come before." You squeeze her hand, a silent message of love passing between you. "I'm so, so happy for you."

As you make your way inside Yunho calls you over to him.

"Hey, we were just discussing sleeping arrangements. We were thinking Ari and San can have the room with the actual queen bed, and the rest of us boys can sleep in the living room on the couches. There's that little bed nook in the library, would you be okay sleeping there? I know you and Ari usually shared the real bed but I figure her and San would want to sleep in the same room together," he says.

"Oh, of course. But, are all of you going to fit out here with Yeosang and Jongho along?" you ask.

"Well, I'm not sure. We'll see."

"Isn't there a pull out couch in the library?" you ask. It's no surprise you know the small room better than him.

"There is?" he asks.

"Come, let's go see." He follows you through the cabin to your favorite room, seeing the small blue couch in the corner.

"I swear this thing extends or something," you say, crouching down to try to find where to push. Eventually it gives and starts moving, surprising Yunho. When it's finally extended it takes up a lot of the room, and looks almost goofy. But it's reasonably long, definitely somewhere someone else could sleep. You look up at Yunho, assessing how tall he is and how long the bed is. "Think you could fit?" you ask.

Yunho lays himself down, his legs hanging only slightly off the end of the new bed. You go and grab a pillow from your bed nook, tucking it underneath his head.

"Well it can fit one person, for sure. I doubt any more though, unless any of the boys want to be cuddled up that close," he says.

"Seonghwa and Hongjoong?" you offer. Yunho laughs.

"You want them in here doing stuff at night right next to you?" he asks. You cringe at his suggestion.

"They wouldn't do that to me," you say, shaking you head at him.

"You never know," he says, starting to make his way out of the room. "If you really just want the room to yourself, that's okay."

"No it's totally fine. You can sleep in here, if you want to. Or Seonghwa. I'd be okay with either of you. Just let me know."

Yunho nods as you both exit, heading back to the kitchen where everyone is getting ready to make dinner. Wooyoung has nine assistants today, far more than he really needs. But it's fun, bustling around the kitchen with everyone as you prepare a big feast to celebrate the start of the vacation. Soon you see Yunho carrying your bag to the library and soon after, his own bag. And you feel something in you become warm, something low in your gut.

"What are you thinking about?" Ari asks you, seeing the distant look in your eyes.

"Huh?" you say as you turn to her, genuinely surprised.

"You looked like you were daydreaming or something."

"Oh no, just spacing out, sorry," you chuckle, not sure what had just come over you.

"Well look what I got you," she says, holding up a giant bag of your favorite cheesy crackers.

"So I guess you can read my mind or something?" you joke, grabbing the bag and her in a big hug. "Wait, wait right here. I have something for you too."

You run over to the library to grab the bracelet you made Ari last month. You still hadn't had a chance to give it to her and you couldn't wait. As you enter you see Yunho slowly unpacking his bag, setting his phone and charger on the small end table but the blue couch. You rifle through your own bag to find the small box you had packed for Ari, yourself unpacking a few things in the process. In the silence of the moment you begin to feel warm again; you look over at Yunho and soak in his messy hair, his loose clothing that makes him look so soft and comfy. You stare unabashedly, unsure of what's come over you. Usually you hate starting, hate eye contact.

"What?" is all he says, but you feel like there might be something more he wants to ask.

"So you're staying in here?"

"Yeah, Hwa wants to stay with Hongjoong out there. I figured you would rather it just be one person in here with you, more comfortable for you."

You smile and reach your arms out to him, still sat on the floor. He gives you a quizzical look, insure what your gesture means.

"Come, give me a hug," you say. "You've been so thoughtful today."

In the short moments of your hug a silence hangs around the two of you. Yunho had never been one for serious sincerity. He definitely never knew what to say when you said things like this. When he stayed with you in the hospital and you cried in his arms, thanking him endlessly for being there with you. When your allergic reactions left you weak and groggy and you wouldn't stop telling him how much you loved him, and how much you worried he'd abandon you for being so needy and sick. You said the same to Seonghwa too, but Yunho could understand that better. It made more sense to him. When you said it to him it made his brain stop in a way that he still hadn't figured out.

***

The evening was off to a perfect start. Ari loved her bracelet, the project you had been promising to make her for months now, and everyone else loved it too. Everyone showered you with compliments and showered Wooyoung with them too, after tasting the delicious meal he had whipped up. You all gathered in the living room to eat, spreading out over the large L-shaped couches and the floor. A favorite cheesy movie was watched, a bottle of wine opened. Everyone laughed and relaxed, helping to clean up in the kitchen after the movie was over. And then to the hot spring you all went, as was tradition. You always started and ended the holiday with a group soak; attendance was mandatory.

In the heat and steam of the tub everyone opened up, even the most quiet among you. There was something about the nature of the tub that made everyone vulnerable, and for you it had always been one of the best parts of these trips. Everyone was cuddled up together given the size of the tub, and the proximity seemed to fuel the spilling of secrets. This year especially, with all ten of you, everyone was shoulder to shoulder. Ari sat on San's lap to try to save on space, and as everyone began piling in you ended up squeezed between Seonghwa and Yunho. The crowdedness felt like too much for you, and before he could make an objection, you decided to sit on Yunho's lap.

"There's not enough room in here," you said quietly to him when you felt his surprise.

"Yeah I know," he replied, letting you wrap his arms around you. You sensed some tension and hesitation in him, though.

"Should I move?" you asked, turning around to face him.

"No, no, you're fine. How else will we fit everyone?" he replied.

You turned around satisfied but then caught a smile on Mingi's face, one that seemed to be in reaction to you and Yunho. You shot him a confused look and he glanced away, clearly feeling caught in his reaction. And then you turned and saw Wooyoung eyeing you, too.

"What?" you said to him, turning your head and looking at him sideways.

"Nothing, nothing." But then his characteristic smirk formed on his lips; he had lost the fight in trying to delay it. You knew exactly what this meant.

"Oh god, don't tell me you have some huge piece of gossip to share with all of us," you said, sighing. It was always Wooyoung who started out with something, anything dramatic to share. He always broke the ice, and really, you appreciated it. Even if you made fun of him for being so obsessed with gossiping.

"Well, no, not really," he replied, looking almost shy. It didn't seem very characteristic of him. He took a deep breath and swallowed, and you all held your breath as you awaited his story.

"He has a crush," Mingi broke in, clearly not wanting to wait any longer. "It's this woman who choreographed for that music video we worked on a couple of weeks ago." Mingi and Wooyoung were backup dancers, and often worked on projects together.

"It's not just a crush, we're like kind of dating now," Wooyoung added, clearly shocking Mingi with this new information.

"Are you serious?" Mingi replied, and Wooyoung nodded his head. "Guys she's gorgeous. And so intense and smart. And isn't she like 40?"

"She's 37 Mingi, god," Woo replied, giggling and looking very pleased with himself. It had been a long time since he'd even been interested in dating, and everyone in the tub was looking surprised and amused. "We actually.... we hooked up on set one day."

"Wooyoung! Bad idea!" you replied, shocked he would even share this information. But then again, you were in the hot spring tub. And plenty of wine had been consumed.

"How did you even manage that?" Mingi laughed.

"In a trailer, you know.." Wooyoung trailed off, clearly embarrassed and nervous to tell the story. But just as always it had achieved the affect it needed to, and soon everyone was spilling their secrets, updating everyone on every funny thing that had happened in the past year. You continued to sip your wine, drinking slowly given how much of a lightweight you were. You hadn't finished your first glass still, even through the movie and dinner. Yunho kept making you drink water too, nervous that you'd become dehydrated and get sick. As the night wore on you relaxed more into his lap, more into his arms. You held his hands on your lower stomach, over that place that felt so warm earlier when you looked at him. Finally, when everyone decided to call it night, he wrapped a towel around you both and led you through the dark path back to the house. In your tipsy state you kept repeating "shower, shower" so he led you there, running to grab your phone when you demanded it. As you stripped out of your swimsuit and took a look at yourself in the mirror you saw that happy girl you always saw here, surrounded by her favorite people and completely content. The shower was quick but felt delicious, and as you exited you felt blissful and relaxed. Until you realized you'd forgotten to bring a towel with you.

There were only two bathrooms in the cabin, one connected to the actual master bedroom with the actual queen bed, and one for everyone else to share. You couldn't walk through the house naked and dripping with so many people here, especially Wooyoung's cousins who you didn't know well. Thankfully your phone was still there on the counter where Yunho had left it, so you called him.

"Can you bring me a towel?" you asked when he answered. And then quickly, "and some clothes too, please."

"Anything else, your highness?" Yunho teased you.

"Shut up, I'm cold," you whined.

"What clothes do you want?" he asked.

"Just, those black shorts and one of my t-shirts, I don't care which. Just something comfy for sleeping in."

"No underwear?" he asked.

"Yes no underwear, I'm about to go to bed. I usually sleep naked but I have to wear clothes when we're here." You swore his breath hitched a bit.

"Be there in a moment," he replied before ending the call. In a moment he was there, knocking the door. You opened it slowly, and saw him holding his arm out to you while dramatically facing his head the other way.

"You don't have to be so damn weird, I know you've seen plenty of naked humans in your life," you said, laughing at him.

"You make me sound like a slut," he replied.

"Maybe you are, how am I to know."

"I can't believe you of all people are calling me a slut."

"What the hell does that mean?" you ask, eyes wide.

"I know those little romance books you read are full of smut," he challenges you.

"I'm literally reading a book about history right now, thank you very much," you respond.

"Yeah the history of changing attitudes about sex. Even your non-fiction reads are horny."

You stand still for a moment, mouth agape. You didn't realize Yunho payed that much attention to the books you were reading. To know what he just said about your current book, he would have had to at least read the synopsis on the inside cover, if not a bit of the introductory chapter. You feel a little weird that he'd sneakily been perusing your book when you hadn't been looking, probably this morning while you were asleep on the couch, you guessed. But something about it felt really nice too. Like he cared to know you, cared to know about the things you liked. Even if they were so different from what he usually was into.

"Are you two good?" Seonghwa asked as he meandered down the hall, hearing the slight intensity in your tone during your conversation with Yunho. At the sound of his voice you both snapped out of it, and at seeing you naked he turned around with a quick, 'oh, sorry,' before heading back to the living room.

You dried off and dressed quickly, realizing you spent several moments naked in front of Yunho while you argued. It wasn't really an argument, more a discussion maybe? Or a confession? He admitted to knowing what kind of books you liked to read, and you hadn't denied it. None of it had to mean anything, you implored yourself. As you had said, he'd seen plenty of other people naked before. Well, at least several. It's just the trip, the glass of wine consuming your brain and making you fuzzy. But it felt like things had shifted that day.

***

As you and Yunho settled into bed you began chatting, and before you knew it, it was the early hours of the morning, the time you rarely stayed up to, the time when the world felt like a completely different place to you.

"I've missed you," you said, sighing into the comfort of the blankets and pillows beneath you.

"Me too," Yunho replied, quickly. Like the response was almost involuntary. You opened your eyes to look at him, as his words weren't what you were expecting.

"I'm sorry I've been so busy. I miss hanging out with you, just the two of us," he continued. "You're one of my favorite people on planet earth, you know that right?" It was completely out of character for him. Like the years of sincerity he'd kept inside had been begging to be let free and he finally obliged. You sat up and walked to the couch he laid on, mere steps from your bed. You leaned down next to him and hugged him, too tired to give a verbal response. You sighed and nuzzled your face into his shoulder, relaxing on top of him completely.

"Are you still tipsy?" he asked.

"No, why?" you asked. You were too tired to move your head.

"You're only this touchy when you're drunk usually."

"I don't really ever get drunk though."

"I know, I mean, this is how you used to get when you would get drunk. Like in high school, when we'd drink."

"Oh. Sorry?" you asked. You didn't really understand why he was telling you this.

"No, I like it. I was just, trying to joke around," he sighed. "Wasn't the right moment probably. Wasn't funny."

You fell into a silence again, briefly.

"So it's fine, right? I can hug you?" you asked.

"Yes, of course." To prove his point he wrapped his arms around you more tightly, one hand coming to rest on the back of your neck. "You seem happy right now, today."

"I am, these trips always make me happy," you reply.

"Your happiness means a lot to me." He seemed almost nervous to say it, like he had to work himself up to it.

"Why are you being so sappy today?" you laugh, nuzzling farther into him. He glanced at the clock on the wall, looking for an excuse.

"It's 2am, I don't know."

"Shit, it's that late? I should really get some sleep." You knew the plan for tomorrow was hiking up to the water fall, and though the hike was neither long nor strenuous, you still wanted to be well rested. "Goodnight," you said as you dragged yourself up, planting a quick peck on his cheek before crawling into your bed. Sleep enveloped you quickly, given the relaxing nature of the day and the late hour. Yunho turned himself over, trying to get comfortable on the small pull out couch. You didn't see the bright pink of his cheeks, or the rapid rise and fall of his chest. You had no idea you had any affect on him. A life of sickness had left you mostly uninterested in pursuing romantic affections, and you'd truly never dreamed of a long term romantic partnership with anyone. Yunho knew this, well. But he couldn't stop his feelings, no matter how hard he tried to.

***

In the morning you were woken by a bright, hot stream of sun that shined through the window, that late morning sunshine that is surprisingly warm on clear-skied days like today. With a groan you cracked open your eyes to see that Yunho had already awoken and left, the room silent. Your head felt groggy and your stomach ached a bit, and you instantly scolded yourself for drinking your first night and staying up so late. Sure, it had been fun in the moment, but you couldn't afford to make yourself feel poorly on such a special trip. You hoisted yourself up, taking a swig from your nearly empty water bottle that Yunho must have put on the side of your bed. You certainly didn't remember putting it there.

When you finally pushed yourself up to stand you felt something wet on your bed. You turned around expecting to find some spilt water, but were instead greeted with a disappointing and frustrating sight. A small streak of blood ran across the beautiful, light blue sheets. As you felt around your shorts you found a spot there too, wet and cold against your fingers. You let out a frustrated sigh, running yourself to the bathroom with a new change of underwear and shorts and a pad in hand. You desperately rinsed your shorts in the sink, your mind beginning to spin and spin. What were you going to do about the bedsheets?

As you came back into your small room you didn't notice Yunho, your focus entirely on where you could hang your shorts to dry. When he spoke you jumped back in complete shock, nearly falling over.

"You okay?" he asked, lurching forward to try to prevent you from falling. You thankfully caught yourself in time, but then your eyes wandered to your bed and you knew he'd seen.

"I don't know what I'm gonna fucking do," you started, tears forming your eyes from the embarrassment. It wasn't getting your period that made you feel so weird, it was the fact that you'd stained the nice bedsheets at the nice cabin you and your friends were renting, and it was only the second day.

"Well, what do you need? I'm sure we can get that stain out of the sheets," Yunho offered, hoping it would make you feel better.

"We? They have my blood on them," you responding, trembling. Why were you so worked up, what the hell had gotten into you? Your own anxiety at the situation shocked you and Yunho both.

"It's just blood, y/n. And it's like barely anything." Yunho grabbed your upper arms to steady you, worried your trembling would land you in a heap on the floor. And then suddenly, a horrible cramp stabbed its way through your abdomen. You immediately groaned and grabbed your side, leaning against one of the bookshelves to support yourself.

"Fuck, I need my Tylenol," you breathed out, trying to calm yourself. It felt like your entire body was collapsing on you in an instant. And your period had only just started early this morning, maybe only a few hours ago from the looks of it.

Yunho grabbed two Tylenol and and opened your water bottle, offering you both one after the other. He had seen Seonghwa do this many times and he hoped he was doing it right. You quickly swallowed the pills and took a deep breath, worried you wouldn't be able to join everyone for the hike that day. A tear slipped down your cheek and you quickly wiped it away, wanting to push down your feelings of discomfort.

"I just need to wait until this kicks in and I'll be okay," you said, hoping it sounded convincing. Hoping it was true.

"Let me clean your sheet, then," Yunho said, leading you down to lay on the pull out couch.

"Do you even know how to clean out blood?" you asked, shoving your face into his pillow. It smelled so good and suddenly you felt warm again, this time through your whole body.

"I was gonna ask Ari about it," he said. "If it's okay for me to tell her."

"Ask Hwa for help too, he knows," you replied. With a sigh you wrapped yourself tightly in his blanket, hiding your face. Everything that had happened this morning was so frustrating, and you couldn't stop feeling angry at your body for always ruining your plans.

Remarkably, twenty minutes later you did feel a lot better. No more severe jabs of pain had come, and once you got some food in you and washed your face, you felt ready for the day. Everyone packed their bathing suits for the falls and put on their good shoes for hiking, and with snacks and waters in hand you made your way up to the edge of the forest to find the start of the trail.

You walked arm in arm with Ari, picking flowers off the side of the path to put in each other's hair. The blossoms in this area were beautiful during this time of year, and the trees made the trail quiet and calm and cool. When you ran out of space in Ari's hair you started putting the flowers in Seonghwa and Hongjoong's too, the only other two who walked the trail as slowly as you and Ari did. Even with the slow pace you began to feel queasy about half way up, and when you sat down, unable to take it anymore, Seonghwa called out to Yunho. He came and crouched down in front of you, telling you to climb onto his back, and carried you the rest of the way, the gentle breeze blowing his hair into your face and tickling your nose. It was a bit longer now than it had been in a while, looking almost like a shaggy mullet. As it brushed across your face you realized you thought it looked really good on him, how it complimented his long neck and round cheeks. You shook your head trying to stir yourself out of your daydream. You had always recognized he was attractive, but you didn't like him like that, never had. Why did you care how well his hairstyle complimented his face?

At the falls you sat on a long log at the edge of the small lake, not feeling up to swimming and playing with everyone else. Seonghwa could sense it easily, and after Yunho asked for his help that morning cleaning your sheets he knew why. He sat with you, not bothering to put on his suit either. He had wanted to talk to you anyway, wanted to spend a moment alone. These trips were always fun but it was hard to get one on one time with anyone.

"You okay?" he asked as you watched the others playing in the water, Yunho and Mingi wrestling each other for an inflatable ball. It seemed like they were all playing some sort of water polo from the looks of things.

"Yeah, yeah. Just my period. How are you?" you asked turning to him, seeing the conflict behind his eyes.

"I'm... I'm fucking spiraling, girl." He shook his head and dropped it onto your shoulder, letting out a massive sigh.

"Why, cause of that guy?" you asked, looking in the direction of Hongjoong. Seonghwa just nodded. In the brilliance of the mid day sun Hongjoong looked like he was shining, his tattoos standing out starkly against his pale skin. The ball was in his hand and San lunged for him, and he threw it up just in time as they crashed into each other, a laughing mess. As the two came up for air San was repeatedly apologizing, the both of them being yelled at by the other players to get back in the game. After some more moments of play Hongjoong grabbed onto a rock on the side of the small lake underneath the waterfall, pulling himself up to grab a bottle of water a few feet away. As he pulled himself up you saw the ripple of his chest and abdomen.

"Damn, he's like really ripped," you said, smiling down at Seonghwa.

"Don't say shit like that to me," he groaned into your shoulder. "You're just making this worse."

"What's wrong? Why are you spiraling?" you asked him.

"Dude, I like him a lot. Like a lot a lot." Seonghwa's hand came up to his face, a small whimper escaping his lips. You knew he was on the verge of crying.

"Come here," you said, turning towards him to give him a proper hug. "Everything's gonna be okay."

"Not if he doesn't like me back," Seonghwa replied.

"He obviously likes you back, what do you mean?"

"I'm just, I just- I don't know what's going to happen. When we all go back to the city. When we're here we're all over each other but then real life comes and I barely see him. I thought I was over it. But clearly not." Soft tears fall from his eyes, down his cheeks and onto the dirt of the forest floor.

"Oh, honey. I'm so sorry," you replied, rubbing your hand up and down his back to comfort him. "You've got to talk to him about it."

"I know, I know, I just." He sighed. "I know I need to, and it's gonna be awkward as hell but I just need to."

"You can do it, I know you can," you said, squeezing him tightly. "Crushes are the fucking worst aren't they."

Seonghwa laughed as you separated, wiping the final tears from his cheeks and sighing more freely. He knew you'd always be there for him, no matter what happened. You didn't need to say it now. And you'd already discussed how it might be awkward for the group if they dated and then broke up. Last year, after your last cabin trip, it was discussed. Even with Yunho. You all agreed that Hwa should do what he wanted, and not worry about everyone else in the group. You were all adults now, and he didn't need to torture himself just to save everyone else's feelings. But it seemed he had tortured himself this last year, anyway. You had thought he maybe was over Hongjoong, that it was just a little fling at the cabin that year. But now you saw that wasn't true.

***

Back at the cabin Wooyoung made another delicious meal, and everyone gathered around the table in the living room for some charades. You took more Tylenol with dinner, your cramps having returned in full force once you made it back to your home base. All through dinner and games you tried to put on a smile, tried to get distracted in the fun. But it wasn't working. As soon as you finished your food you excused yourself, cleaned your dishes and then made your way to your room. You changed your pad for what felt like the fourth time that hour, then plugged your heating pad into the wall as you readied your bed. It was maybe only seven or eight in the evening, but you couldn't take it any longer. And your trusty Tylenol didn't seem to be working well tonight.

After some time resting in bed you heard the door open. Turning your head you saw Yunho walking in with a steaming cup of tea, gingerly handing it over to you to grab.

"How are you feeling?" he asked. The gentle light from the lamp in the corner made his eyes look soft and shiny. He looked down at you with concern, his eyes locked on yours.

"I'm okay," you managed, trying hard not to wince obviously at the pain that had just seared through you.

"I thought, some tea might help. I don't know," he said, his cheeks and ears going every so slightly crimson.

"It does, it's very soothing. Thank you, Yuyu," you said, his favorite nickname rolling off your tongue. Another streak of pain runs through you and you can't stop your face from scrunching up in pain, making Yunho's heart sink.

"What can we do, what makes it better?" he asked.

"There's not much, really, other than what I've done. I took my Tylenol, I've been drinking water, my heating pad, this tea..." You trailed off, smiling for a second at the only other method you know to help alleviate the cramps a bit.

"What, is there something else?" Yunho asked.

"No, well, not really. Basically, at home sometimes if my cramps are really bad it actually helps to like, you know, masturbate. Like it doesn't even necessarily feel super sexual, it just seems to help the muscles down there like relax, when they're all tight and like spasming and stuff." You quickly took a sip of your tea, suddenly noticing your heart rate had sky rocketed. "Obviously I can't do that here, so like it's not an option right now but, yeah, that just, uh, came to my mind."

"You can do that here, if it would help," Yunho replied, fascinated by your rambling. You really didn't get that way often, and he thought it was funny that this was the topic that made you this way.

"No, stop. Plus, I don't even have my tools or anything," you blurted out, suddenly wishing you hadn't.

"Tools?" he asked.

"You know, like, vibrator, dildo, et cetera," you replied, looking at him mildly mortified.

"Ah, I see," he replied with a simple nod of his head. "You don't have to be so nervous talking to me about this. I literally saw you naked last night. Plus, I swear I've heard you and Hwa talking about this kind of stuff a lot?"

Your body fluttered at his admission that he looked at your naked body, and suddenly you felt flushed and flustered. "It's different with him," you said, not meaning to sound so pissed.

"Why, cause he likes guys like you, and I don't?" Yunho asked. He really was genuinely curious.

"Yeah, I guess, I don't know. Yunho, I can't do this right now. I feel like shit." Tears welled in your eyes at all of the conflicting feelings you were having, and you just wanted everything to stop.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you," he replied, his tone softer. He came over to stroke his hand through your hair, hoping it would distract you from your pain. "I just want to make you feel better."

"There's not really much to do, I just have to bear it. First day is always the worst. Go, have fun with everyone. I don't want this to ruin your evening along with mine."

With a final stroke of your hair Yunho stood, and repeating your action from the night before, leaned down and planted a kiss on your cheek.

"Feel better," he said. This time he saw the color come to your cheeks, and your shy smile as your turned your head away from him.

***

When he reentered your room it was dark, only the light from the moon illuminating the floor. Your heating pad was on the floor, and as he walked towards you it looked like you were asleep; your eyes were closed, breaths were steady and you were curled up on your side with your blanket tucked high into your neck.

He settled down himself, trying his best to be silent. The pull out couch wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep, if he was honest. But he really liked sleeping with you in here, and he was thankful you had let him. He had wanted to ask you straight away, when you showed him the pull out couch. But he treaded lightly, not wanting to push anything.

After a few moments spent responding to texts he finally settled into bed, curling up himself. He heard you shifting around slightly but figured you were just dreaming. Same with the changes in breath he swore he heard. He pleaded with himself to stop worrying and just let you be. But then, he heard a sniffle. Then another. And finally a small whimper, unmistakeable.

"Y/n, you're awake aren't you?" he asked, his voice low. All you could do was let out a groan in response. On instinct Yunho's body shot up, and within a second he was at the side of your bed peering down at you. "Hey, look at me."

You turned over slowly, the pain of your abdomen making it hard for you to move. You looked up at him and he caught a glimpse of your tear stained cheek, your blood shoot eyes and your puffy face. You had been crying, silently, for a while.

"Why did you turn off your heating pad?" he asked you.

"I need to sleep," you squeaked out, sniffling.

"But you're in pain," he said, resting his hand on your cheek. "Can I turn it back on for you?" You nod your head, feeling exasperated and desperate for relief.

"Are you sure there's nothing else that would help? What if I rubbed your back?" Yunho asked, as desperate for your pain to end as you were.

"That might help," you manage, closing your eyes and trying to take in the relief of your heating pad being back on.

Yunho crawls behind you on the bed, and slowly starts massaging you back, focusing his movements on your low back and side that you always seemed to grab onto. His hands feel searingly hot on your body, even with your thin shirt in between, and you begin to tremble uncontrollably.

"Sorry, I'm so cold," you tell him. "And I didn't bring anything warm to wear cause I'm stupid and assumed it would be hot out here."

"Hey, hey, stop that. You are not stupid," he replies. You feel him pull away for a second. "Here, sit up," he says as he reaches his arms out to help you. Before you know it you're being enveloped in the feeling of his hoodie that he just took off; it's warm and smells sweet. He settles back behind you, hands under the hoodie but still over your shirt as he continues to massage you gently. He can feel how tight the muscles in your back and side are, and he can't imagine how awful everything feels inside.

With his hoodie on and his hands on your back you feel like you're surrounded by him, and you aren't ready for the way it makes you feel. You're still groggy but you feel more grounded, and your body feels tingly and alive. It makes the pain almost more present, but it also makes everything else so clear, like the way his strong hands move along your side and the way the hoodie smells better than anything. Your body aches, even your legs, but it's your throbbing pussy that catches you off guard, the way his smell makes you want to open up and be taken.

All at once you realize the dilemma you are in. Being horny on your period wasn't exactly out of the ordinary, but now you were in a bed, horny on your period with a beautiful man, one who clearly loves you and wants nothing more than to make you feel better. You sigh, putting a hand on his to stop his movements, and you roll over to face him. His perfect face is inches from yours and you can't bear it, instead moving yourself down to bury your face in his chest. Your legs intertwine as you grab onto him, the two of you cuddling closer than you have in a very long time. He reaches his arm around you to keep rubbing your back, nuzzling his face into your hair. He's never told you, but he loves the smell of your hair so much. You use an unscented shampoo, due to your sensitivities. So he knows it's just your smell. And fuck it makes him feel creepy, but he's thankful every time you hug him and he gets a moment to take in that smell. Now, as always, he's fighting with himself to not get hard.

Your sighs become deeper as he continues to rub, and he reaches his hand under your shirt, testing the waters. You sigh blissfully at the skin to skin contact, his hand making your skin feel alive. As he keeps rubbing your head falls back, your body going nearly slack at how good it feels. You don't even realize for a moment but you've started moving your hips, rubbing yourself up and down his thigh that sits in between your legs. Your breath deepens and Yunho can't believe what he's seeing, his head swimming with desire as he watches your face, hears your soft sounds. A surge of pride washes through him at seeing how good you are feeling. "Baby," the word slips out of his mouth and you open your eyes, met with his large pupils and full pink lips.

"Kiss me," you whisper, opening your lips to let him in. He doesn't hesitate a moment, and suddenly your met with plush softness and his warm tongue as it brushes ever so slightly across yours. The feeling is intoxicating, igniting something in you that you hadn't felt in a long time. Your buck your hips against his leg harder, almost painfully, but it feels necessary. Your pussy is throbbing harder now, harder than you thought was really possible for you. You deepen the kiss, opening your mouth wider and sliding your tongue over his, moaning at the way it makes your clit feel. You need more, need something inside you soothing the aching muscles of your cunt, but you don't want to break the perfection of the kiss. You break away for a second, whimpering and throwing your head back in pained bliss. When your lips make contact again your hands are under his shirt and grabbing onto him, desperation dictating your every move.

"Please, can I touch you? Can I make you feel better?" he's asking, and his voice feels so good in your ear it's almost like you're on another planet.

"I'm bloody," you cry softly, the reality of the situation still not entirely escaping you.

"You really think I care about that?" he asks you, his hand coming up to brush along your cheek. You look at him with pleading eyes, wanting nothing more than to let him take care of you. Another wave of pain strikes through you and you whimper, grabbing your side again. Yunho brushes over it, kissing you gently on the cheek. More tears form in your eyes, the pain not subsiding this time. You begin to cry, your body shaking as you do. You don't know what else to do.

"Please help me," you plead out, still shaking.

"Where do you want me to touch you?" he asks, moving his hand down, now rubbing over your hip and upper thigh. The closer his hand gets to your core the more needy you feel, and you whine and buck your hips into him instead of responding.

"Baby please use your words, I don't want to hurt you," Yunho begs you, placing a gentle kiss on your lips.

"Inside, please. But be gentle, the muscles are so tight," you say with a pout, making Yunho's head spin.

"Wait a sec," he says, moving off your bed to grab a towel from his bag. He places it down next to you and then begins removing your shorts and panties, one at a time. He's slow and steady in his movements, which makes it feel all the more intimate. Once they are off he gently moves you onto the towel and then slowly spreads your legs, massaging your thighs as the muscles there are tight as well. Your short frame dwarfed in his hoodie is maybe the cutest thing he's ever seen, and the look of desperation on your face is maybe the hottest.

"Are you ready?" he asks, his voice low and his hands oh so close to where you need them. You nod, spreading your legs even more in an invitation. Slowly he makes his way up, gently brushing his hand over your exposed lips, hoping not to shock you with the contact. Once you've settled into his touch he finally starts circling your entrance, making you mewl in anticipation. He sinks one finger in and immediately you groan in relief, already feeling so full. He can't believe how tight you are, can't believe that only one finger can fit. He begins moving slowly, as gently as he can, stroking up and down and finding that spongy spot that makes your eyes roll back. Your body immediately starts feeling better, the muscles in your core finally having something to squeeze onto. Your pussy feels warm and perfect and he desperately wants to see you come undone, on his fingers, on his cock. As you relax into his touch he feels your walls finally open up a bit, and slowly he pulls back, this time pushing two fingers in.

The wave of pleasure is instant, filling your low belly with sparkly warmth. You begin to rock yourself onto his fingers too, desperate for a bit more. He starts moving with a bit more force, still holding back and scared to hurt you. It's just the right amount of speed and pressure and you find your mind drifting, everything around you feeling warm and tingly and soft. You don't pay attention to your sounds; you don't care. Finally after your terrible day of pain he's taking care of you, and you just relax and let your body take control. Your high is building, oh so slowly. You can feel it in your legs all the way to your toes, the sparklers dancing down your body. Yunho's own breathing deepens as you start to moan, his body reacting to your sounds of pleasure. He needs desperately to make you come, to make you feel good. But he can feel your body resisting, ever so slightly.

"Baby, relax, relax if you can," he coos down at you, stroking his free hand over your thigh muscles that still feel tight. "Just focus on what feels good."

Your mind goes to his long fingers, to how deep they are inside you, how perfect they feel. The pressure in the perfect spots, making your entire body loose and happy. Suddenly he moves his free hand up, his thumb stroking gently over your clit. You moan loudly, all of your muscles finally releasing, and suddenly the feeling builds out of nowhere, from your fingertips and your toes and the top of your head, surging towards your center. You come, gently at first and then harder as Yunho continued to stroke you, intense pleasure rolling over you. It takes a long time for you to fully ride it out, your whole body processing what just happened. Finally your head feels clear and settled, your body no longer achey.

In the moonlight Yunho cleans you up, kissing you and whispering, 'I'll be right back.' After cleaning his hand and helping you back into your panties and shorts, he wraps himself around you, kissing your cheek and your exposed neck and relishing the relaxed state of your body. You are out before you know it, his warmth sedating.

***

A light storm rolled over the mountain in the night, covering the sky in gentle clouds. Without the brightness of the sun to wake you, you and Yunho both slept in, your bodies wanting nothing other than rest and each other's company. In the later hours of the morning Seonghwa became concerned, worried that you weren't doing well. When you left dinner early the night before he worried too, but when Yunho checked on you and returned assuring him that you were fine, he had let it go. He never wanted you to feel bothered, like he was keeping too close of an eye on you. You were your own person and capable of asking for what you needed. He knew that.

But when the time reached 11am he couldn't stop himself. It was just weird, given how early you had gone to bed, and the fact that you were normally an early riser. Gently he opened the door to the library, feeling mildly awkward. He wasn't sure what he would be greeted with, thought he did have a few ideas. He shook his head trying to brush his suspicions away. He knew if they were really true, you both would have told him.

"Y/n," he called from the open door, not seeing Yunho on the couch. Your body was hidden by the nook in the wall you slept in, forcing him to walk more into the room. You groaned at the sound, coming up from such a deep state of sleep. You didn't realize where you were, didn't realize Yunho was still cuddling you. As you went to stretch you accidentally hit him, waking him up with a jolt.

"Fuck, sorry," you said in a groggy voice, laughing. He instantly wrapped around you tightly, his mind not totally awake. As he squeezed you tight you let out a squeak, not expecting it. Neither of you realized Seonghwa was right there.

"So I'm guessing you're both okay?" Seonghwa said, and your brain finally registered it. You looked up at him in shock, feeling suddenly exposed. You nodded, trying not to be awkward. What did it matter really, that Yunho was sleeping in the same bed as you?

"I'm feeling better," you replied. "Got a lot of sleep."

"Sure," Seonghwa chuckled, looking between the two of you.

"Hwa! Go away!" you retorted, playfully rolling your eyes at him. Yunho remained uncharacteristically quiet behind you, but his arms didn't leave you for a second.

"Okay I will. Just glad you're alive," he chuckled again, making his way out of the room.

You shoved your face in your pillow, pushing yourself back further into Yunho's embrace.

You definitely had some explaining to do.

[foxy-eva]

Rite of Passage

Summary: Spencer is home alone with his daughter when she gets her period for the first time

Request: Spencer and Reader are married. They have a teenage daughter who gets her period for the first time (initially requested to @imagining-in-the-margins)

Pairing: Technically Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader but it’s mostly about Spencer and his daughter!

Category: Comfort, Fluff

Content Warnings: mentions blood, menstruation, period hygiene, cramps, female anatomy and biology, crying, food

Author's Note: I wrote this for @/imagining-in-the-margins Kid Fic Writing Challenge! 

Masterlist

Sunday mornings always brought a certain calmness with them. Spencer was still half asleep when you kissed him goodbye, leaving for a little day trip with your friends when the sun was barely up. 

Spencer mumbled something that should have sounded like I love you before he closed his eyes once more, looking forward to some father-daughter quality time with your wonderful kid Marie. 

That was until he was awoken by shrill screams coming from her room. 

You were long gone when Spencer jumped out of bed, all of his years working with the FBI having him expect the worst. He rushed into his daughter’s room, finding her sitting in her bed, a look of horror spread across her face. 

“Are you okay!?” Spencer almost yelled when he reached her bedside. 

His daughter slowly shook her head while pulling back the blanket, revealing small blood stains on her pajama pants and the sheets. It only took Spencer a split second to realize what was happening. His facial features softened instantly. 

He thought he still had a few more months, maybe even another year, until this would happen. He had also hoped that you would be home for this occasion, certainly handling this a lot better than he ever could. 

“Oh sweetie,” he cooed while sitting down on the edge of her bed. “I think you got your period.”

Instead of saying anything, Marie just buried her face in her hands and started wailing. Spencer wasn’t sure if she was still in shock or if the general discomfort made her cry. 

“It’s okay. It just means you’re becoming a woman.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he wished he could have taken them back. He hated the thought that his little girl was actually growing up more than anything. And it certainly didn't help in this moment. 

Without thinking about it, he did what he was most comfortable with and started rambling, “We talked about this, do you remember? It means that your uterine lining is shedding which results in the discharge of blood through your–”

“Dad!” She cried. “Please stop talking about my… you know! It’s weird!”

“I’m sorry, I’ll stop.” 

His little girl wiped away some tears from her cheeks before muttering, “Where’s mom? I wanna talk to her.”

Spencer sighed. He would have liked nothing more than to be able to let you take over right then. “She already left for her day trip. She won’t be home until six.” 

This explanation only led to more crying. Spencer reached out his hand to offer comfort with a gentle touch on her arm but Marie shied away from him.

“I feel gross,” she whined. 

“Why don’t you hop in the shower to get clean and then change into fresh clothes?” 

It seemed like he finally said something helpful. Her sobs simmered down as she got up from her bed to walk over to the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Spencer quickly changed the sheets and put out some clean clothes for his daughter before disappearing in his bedroom.

He let out a loud breath as he reached for his phone to call you. Before you could say anything, he blurted out, “She got her period and won’t stop crying and I don’t know what to do!”

“Oh my poor girl! Is she with you right now?” You wanted to know. 

“She’s in the shower. Can you please come home?” 

You knew that he wasn’t being serious. A quiet laugh escaped our mouth before you said, “Don't be so dramatic, Spencer. I’m sure you're very capable of handling this.”

“I told her that her uterine lining was shedding. It was not helpful,” he sighed. 

“Yeah, maybe hold off on the biology lesson for now. You know where my pads are, right?”

“Oh yeah, right. She's gonna need them.” Spencer paused for a second. “Oh god, what if she wants to use a tampon? I can’t explain that to her. That conversation will make the both of us cry.” 

“Give her a pad for now, those are self-explanatory. I can talk to her about tampons later if she wants.”

“Okay, okay, yeah. She just turned off the shower, I gotta go!” 

“Good luck! And stop panicking!” 

That was easier said than done. Spencer almost jumped when he heard Marie knocking on the bedroom door. 

“You can come in!” 

His daughter, tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, stepped into the room. She had stopped crying but still seemed upset. Spencer’s heart always broke a little when he saw his little girl in discomfort.

“I’m still uhm…bleeding,” she whispered. 

“Yes, that's gonna last a couple of days,” Spencer replied with a soft voice. He disappeared in the master bathroom for a second to get a pack of pads. “Here. Do you know how to use them?”

“I’m not an idiot, dad,” she snubbed.

The tone of her voice gave away how irritated she was. Usually Spencer would remind her to be more respectful but decided to let it slide this time. 

“I know, Mimi. I just wanted to make sure,” he said instead. 

The use of this nickname for his daughter was yet another reminder of a time that seemed so long gone right then. Marie had trouble pronouncing her own name as a toddler so she’d say Mimi instead. Spencer loved it so much that he stuck with it ever since. 

Without saying another word, she disappeared in her room. Spencer rubbed his temples for a moment before getting ready for the day himself. He decided to give his daughter some space and prepare breakfast in the meantime. 

He was focussed on not burning the chocolate chip pancakes he was making when Marie stepped into the kitchen. 

“I’m sorry I snapped at you,” she mumbled. 

Spencer turned his head to smile at his daughter. “It's okay, sweetie. I know you aren’t feeling well.”

She placed her hands on her lower stomach and muttered, “It hurts.”

“Here,” Spencer said as he reached for the hot water bottle he had already prepared. “Heat has a proven effect on relieving period cramps.”

“Thank you.” 

A timid smile appeared on her face when she realized her father was preparing her favorite breakfast. She stepped closer to catch a glimpse of the pan while chirping, “Chocolate chip pancakes?” 

“You know I’d do anything to make you feel better, Mimi,” Spencer spoke in a soft voice while offering his daughter a hug. 

This time she accepted, tightly wrapping her arms around him. Spencer was relieved that he didn’t mess up yet another thing. Marie was very bright and realized something Spencer had thought about earlier, too. 

“Wait,” she said as she stepped back. “You always make mom her favorite meal when she’s in a bad mood.”

“You have a lot in common with your mother, “ he explained. “I figured I should try what works for her.” 

“Now you’ll have to deal with two cranky girls in the house,” Marie laughed while taking out two plates. 

“I really don't mind,” he sincerely replied. “I can’t imagine what it’s like to have all kinds of uncomfortable side effects during your period. Taking care of your mom – and now you – is the least I could do.”

After a moment of silence she said, “Earlier you said that I’m becoming a woman now. I thought about that when I was in the shower… What if I don't wanna grow up yet?” 

“I don’t know if that helps, but… You’ll always be my little girl,” Spencer responded while filling both plates with pancakes. 

“So you’ll still watch Disney movies with me?” 

A wide smile spread over Spencer’s face as he took the plates to walk over to the couch. “I was hoping you'd ask!”

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That time of the month guys, You know what I must do...

Whb Kings on your Period

All Kings x AFAB! reader NSFW No sex just extremely suggestive... Blame three individuals

....Wait a minute... If Lilith makes the kids does that mean demon women don't have periods? Probably looking too much into it...

Edit: This is supposed to be a fun post, But at the end of this, I went down several rabbit holes... Please don't be like me don't think 😭

Cw: mentions of pussy eating (You probably know who it is already lol), no . Suggestive,(alluding to sex on. But never happens because demons are fucking weird)

Satan

You're different somehow every month, and he can't put his finger on it. But your short-tempered rage makes him giggle like a teenager and kick his feet. You have such a low tolerance, super BS, and he loves that. And he wants to know why he never smelled this off Solomon before, so it must be you that's different. When Satan asks you, you sigh and put your hands to your mouth before giving him a 20-minute explanation.

...Holy shit? You're what now??? He thought humans creating little people it was crazy now what you're telling him is that humans have the power to shed their skin from the inside and shit it out??? Can he see it?!

... The mental image, He had and the real thing was not what he expected are you okay Oh my God there's so much again. He never wants to see that much blood come out of you ever again. The way you made this man fear more than any angel by that explanation alone. The way you have this man scampering to a human store to get whatever you ask to help ease the pain even if it's just for a little.

When he tells you that demon women don't have periods He swore your rage was emanating off you and Leviathan could probably feel you're jealousy from all the way in Hades.

Hi I think Satan using a period cramp simulator would be very funny and very entertaining...

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Satan: Would have the worst periods known to woman. The streets of Gehanna are deserted because the moment something slightly inconveniences her a whole building is collapsing. I wouldn't blame her, her period cramps will hurt worse than Gabriel stabbing a sword through her uterus before punching her in the gut.

Mammon

He'll buy you literally everything. It doesn't matter if you use tampons pads or cups because he's already bought everything. He's either got it from Lucifer or you made an offhand comment about it and he did his own research. He's very proud that he's prepared for his master.

Like he'll already get you everything But when you're on your period you actually have a reason to accept all his things especially if it's junk food. This is awesome! You're letting him pamper you!!! He wishes you can have periods all the time!

(one explanation later) What the fuck? Never mind. Aren't you scared of running out of blood?

He wish he could grant you something that take the way the pain and discomfort easily but Tartaros never really had that problem so they don't really have any solutions. Instead he'll just stick to spoiling you with food.

Watching Mamon's eyes go wide when he sees how much a tampon soaks up water is pretty funny.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Mammon: She hates it. She hates it so much that she spends the money and resources to immediately either go to the human world or recreate a Depo shot or an implant to get rid of it. And she regularly changes it when she has to.

Leviathan

He smelled blood and he thought you were going to get killed. He was literally ready to die protecting you. He was so angry that he got worked up over nothing at first until he saw how much pain you were in.

Beelzebub

Why does your body insist on doing something that harms itself Is it stupid or is your body hating you. If you insist on being useless then you can just lay in bed!

After the initial Levi snark is gone he comes back to check on you. He actually looks really worried and thinks you might die. Freaking out frantic calls tulucifer after initial back and forth Lucifer insists that what they're feeling is normal.

All of the novels will be looking after you He doesn't want you leaving the bed just in case you might trip and die or accidentally get yourself hurt. He genuinely thinks you might die.

He will silently open your door stare at you and see if you're doing all right and then close the door, Rinse and repeat until you either yell at him ask him what he's doing. He will either respond with arguing back.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Leviathan: when she's on her period you literally will never see her. She's so glad She connected her bathroom too her bedroom. It's because she sheds her scales she's not joking. She actually does shed her scales on her period Will she show you fuck no. The moment she starts bleeding you're never seeing her again until she stops.

Honestly he was zoning out through half of your explanation until you mention the actual 'bleeding' process. Then you just see him lean inward putting his chin on his hands. So you're telling him... There is a way to consume you without hurting you?

This fucker has to stay away from you 10 ft away. He is SOOOO on board with eating you out. Keep Guy 10 ft away from you He would be absolutely no help except for maybe eating junk food and bringing you snacks.

He will laugh at your horrid, disgusted face because he just loves your cute little reactions. He raises his hand during the lecture on human anatomy to the Kings, and you told him to put his hand back down because you're not answering any of his batshit questions because you know it's going to be the second worst thing you've ever heard.

Bonus non-cannon:

It's okay though he'll never remember you period though he will always know because he could smell it (insert that one meme) he'll deadass forget that humans can bleed like that and occasionally get scared to smell blood on you before remembering.

He's still this day wonders about us question "if He sucks it all out Would the period be over?"

Fem! Beel: she's lost so much of her cute underwear from being forgetful. I could definitely see her getting an implant or Depo so she doesn't have to remember, but she kind of already forgets her appointments, too.

Lucifer

Human menstrual cycle...He's not stupid He was part of the creation when God made humans to breed with one another. He not only sees it as a normal thing but something special that human women have that sets them apart from demons and angels.

He doesn't understand your disgust and hatred by something explicitly given to you and all human women by God.

He offers to change your mind as he gets on his knees and you start adamantly declining and screaming. Now he really is confused....

About half of the other devils are defending your case when Lucifer brings it up at the next meeting. Though it's so split down the middle they end up discussing that topic another time.

As an 'apology' he gives you a basket with a bouquet of white lilies, painkillers and some cut fruits with card telling you to not eat unhealthy foods since it tends to make the cramps worse. And he hopes you get better.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Lucifer: human female menstrual cycle yeah don't they also molt their feathers? No that's just an angel thing?? So demons also don't molt their feathers molting feathers is just an angel thing??? Other she would be super chill on her cramps, she doesn't even care.

Belphegor

The most normal, You want somewhere to rest? Lucky for you his bed is the softest in all of hell he'll make sure to take good care of you and by taking care of you he means sleeping and cuddling with you while his subordinates do all the work.

Periods actually sound like a pain in the ass He hopes he never has one You're absolutely welcome too crash at his place He understands completely about how things might be more irritating when you're constantly in pain.

Belphegor Actually really likes You're listlessness as much as he likes hard work He doesn't mind when you succumb to his sin a little bit. Especially when you're looking so cute laying on top of him. His phone screen is a picture of you smooshed against his chest with a hand on your head.

Another excuse to binge anime that he doesn't want to watch alone is a win in his book. He'll let you watch some of your favorites as well. He's not picky.

Beleth is in heaven taking care of and pampering you and his majesty. He just wish he could have you to himself for 'private' time.... menstruation? Lol a little blood isn't going to scare him.

Bonus non-cannon:

Fem!Belphegor: Nope... The last time they had their first period was when they first woke up, never again... A thousand years of menstrual pain almost put her back to sleep. Ever since she'd been dying trying to get rid of this thing causing her pain as soon as she heard Lucifer can do implants and depots She was the first one who got it. If she ever gets off at again she'll experience the same exact piercing pain she felt.... but That sounds like a problem for her future self.

Asmodeus

He completely compliance but doesn't really understand He still doesn't. After having a wife who had to deal with periods. It's a complete natural thing for the human reproductive system. And oh boy you bet he knows all about that

"You know if you really don't like it I used to have a cure that can take it away for 9 months, Would you like one? Hahah just kidding dear!"

Asmodeus 🤝Lucifer🤝Beelzebub(I think you can fill in the blank)

In all seriousness he really doesn't understand why humans don't like something that's completely natural He understands devils because devils are just naive beings in general and only certain high level angels Who worked with God don't care...

Another Tally on the board that what Asmodeus has that human men lack. Apparently basic women anatomy knowledge.

As much as he would love to take care of you again since he hasn't done that since his last wife. He doesn't think the Kings fully trust him yet so presents it is. He can tell what phase in your cycle by just scent alone, and that's scary.

Bonus non-canon:

Fem!Asmodeus: She doesn't give a fuck You better be on top of her or else she's going to have a problem. She always feels so horny her period.She's horny all the time

"It's going to be a bloodbath >:)!"

"please stop saying that..."-MC

[rotdistressxox]

Hiiii, please can you do headcannons of wakastuki with an afab reader having her period. Because im having the worst cramps rn and I wish i could just shove my face into those big muscle tiddies of his .

Omg we're cycle buddies <33

Wakatsuki Takeshi x Afab! Reader - Period Troubles

Content: Period talk (duh), fluff, cheesy stuff cuz Waka is a Milennial😭

• Listen, this man has seen it all. He's been in relationships before. Periods are nothing new for him, and they certainly don't gross him out. His face healing after his fight with Julius grossed him out WAY more than seeing a bloody pad / tampon.

• When you ask him to give you a massage, he's a little apprehensive at first cause yknow- inhuman strength. But he's grown to trust his hands more when handling you. The way his thumbs massage around the little pouch infront of the uterus has you sighing in relief.

• Follows a Facebook group dedicated for period tips, has to use an alternative account otherwise the media would go INSANE.

• It's a given at this point, don't hesitate to ask him for anything. He's rolling in it. You want a heated blanket? Ordered for same day delivery. Imported chocolate from Italy? It's already here. Want him to skip training so he can spend time with you? You'll have to make it up to him, but sure!

• Jokingly says "I can make your period disappear for 9 months". You've considered it for a while

• Takes care of you in the shower when you're struggling to move. You're his princess afterall.

• Nap and drool on his chest all you want, he secretly thinks it's adorable when you're tired out from your hormones and cramps.

• Smooches all over your stomach when you're bloated to help you feel a little more confident. You think it's corny when he squishes you and calls you cute.

• Teases you when you're grumpy, not too much though. If he goes a little too far he tries to make it up to you by telling dad jokes.

• If having weight on you helps you relax during your cycle, then he's your man. Wraps his arms around your hips while pressing his large and warm chest into your stomach just enough for you to feel calm and at peace.

[syoddeye]

from: housekeeper anon

I can't believe we were both thinking of mean edging from price at the same time. ugh great minds and what not.

kind of frothing at the mouth at price being all "babies need loving parents" (can you imagine how absolutely feral he would be if reader actually said she loved him unprompted?? like "ily" slips out on accident then suddenly she's bent over the nearest surface djsksk)

anywaysssss love you love you love you aghhh

hi friend. sorry for the delay! yeah, no, i can imagine reader slipping up and murmuring i love you as a more of an offhand remark than an actual declaration. i took this in a direction that may not be for you. my bad. 560ish words.

tags: noncon, period sex, graphic descriptions of period related pain, blood

it's a complete accident. a polite nothing she murmurs after emptying a shopping bag full of last-minute necessities. between john's ritualistic, rough fucking he insists on at least twice daily and scrubbing the floors on her hands and knees, the brutal onset of cramps from her period could not have worse timing.

pain radiates down her thighs to her knees as if splintering her patellae. eating through the cartilage, then licking up her femurs for good measure. the kind of pain where she wishes to take a melon baller to her own organs and scoop.

(she explained it to john in as disgusting terms as possible, begging him for supplies this time around. for him to just lock her in the closet and run out to grab whatever was on hand at the nearest store. to her shock, he did. all that scrubbing must've softened him up.)

it's a courtesy, recited without thinking when he brings back chocolate, painkillers, a heating pad, tampons, pads—a tired, anguished i love you grumbled while holding her stomach, uttered in one of her weakest moments.

she doesn't realize what she's done until he bullies her into the kitchen corner, breath hot on her face when he tells her to say it again. he's made her say it before, but she's never said it unless under duress. universes start and end in the three seconds she does the math and forces herself to repeat it.

it's a miracle he lets her out of the kitchen unfucked.

john sends her to wash up. tells her to take her time—something he never allows. in the shower, she hears him traveling the hall several times over. hurried, thunking footsteps wearing a path from the kitchen to the bedroom. the paracetamol and shower help ease the pain, but all she can think of is what awaits. of her mistake.

he pops into the bathroom once. makes a show of grabbing towels.

her knees nearly fail. of course. of course, he wants to fuck after accidentally saying i love you. period be damned.

she doesn't get out until she's pruney, but wrinkled fingertips don't deter john. neither does the watery blood he finds between her legs. not the man who kills people for a living.

say it again, he asks, in a voice she thinks might be as soft as he manage. c'mon, sweetheart. he grits out, feeding his cock into her cunt. mesmerized by the extra warmth and color. she relents, hoping it'll speed things along.

it's disgustingly loud and sensitive, and she's apoplectic when she comes twice on his cock. his fingers are slippery over her clit, sticky and tacky. his body weight heavy as it presses down on her, grinding. he hisses in her ear, say it. tell me, c'mon, fuckin' say it.

her ears ring from the guttural groan those three stupid words unleash. if she comes a third time, she scarcely feels it, disassociating while he's distracted.

she comes back to her body as it's being kissed and stroked. her husband's soft, soaked in gore, resting on her hip as he half-spoons her. he whispers. little susurrations. knew you'd say it f'me. love you so much, sweetheart.

the worst part, she realizes when he rises to tenderly clean her, cooing and chuckling at the murder scene between her legs, is that her cramps are gone.

[nats-bottom]

NR - She's Gone

Summary: Soulmate AU - Reader and Nat are soulmates where they feel each other's injuries. When Nat sacrifices herself, Reader doesn't know what is going on.

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff and Reader

Warnings: Angst, Nat Death, The Blip, Panic Attack, Injuries

Notes:

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Y/n POV

I knew they were out there somewhere, but I just couldn't wait to meet them. My one and only. My other half. My soulmate. All my friends had found their soulmate, but I had yet to find mine. The way people found their soulmate was by receiving the same injuries as them, but to a lesser extent. And for some reason, I always got hurt. Well, my soulmate was, and I was just feeling part of it. I didn't hate them for it, but sometimes I wished I got hurt more just to give them something back. 

I remember this one time when I was about 17, I got this pain in my lower abdomen that felt like the worst cramps I had ever gotten. It felt more like my uterus was being ripped out of you. It was terrible, and I even had to take school off that day. Ever since then, my period has been irregular. I wondered what happened to my soulmate, and what they went through to make me feel that pain.

But now, I am also in a lot of pain. My whole body ached, and I had cuts and bruises everywhere. This happened often, so it wasn't anything new to me. 'Who is my soulmate? What do they do for a living?' I asked myself. I wondered if they were a stunt person, or some sort of fighter. Whatever they were, I just wanted to meet them and ask them why they were always getting hurt.

Natasha POV

The team and I were just climbing back on the Quinjet after fighting some aliens. I felt so bad for my soulmate. Whoever they were, they always had to endure so much from me, when I hardly ever felt anything from them. Occasionally I would get a pepper cut, or a random bruise here or there, but that was it. It was nothing compared to the pain I gave them. 

I decided just to rest on the way back to the compound and to try not to worry about my soulmate. Once we get back to the compound, I just go clean up myself, and go rest. As I clean up my wounds, I flinch at the sharp pain from pouring on the hydrogen peroxide. I bandaged myself up, and put on ointment to the bruises. I can only hope that my soulmate does the same with their wounds. They must wonder where it all comes from, this only makes me feel more guilty. I lay down on my bed, just overthinking about how guilty I feel, and how my soulmate must hate me. Before I know it, I am too tired and end up falling asleep, forgetting about my worries. 

TIME SKIP TO A FEW YEARS LATER

I'm going on a walk in the park with Wanda, Carol, and Maria. Maria and Carol have already found their soulmates, but Wanda and I have yet to find ours. As we walk in the park, I see this cute girl, and part of me feels some sort of connection towards her. 'Should I go talk to her?' I think. But as I'm looking at her, I trip on the sidewalk, skinning my knee. I hear an "Owww" from the woman and see her clutching her knee. Still on the ground, my face lights up as I think that I have finally found my soulmate. But before I can do anything about it, Wanda and Maria help me up and keep on walking. I look back at the girl, still holding her knee, and look back at my friends, a good 30 feet in front of me.

I turn towards the girl, about to walk towards her, but Wanda calls out my name, urging me to catch up to them. Carol backs her up and runs towards me, grabbing my hand pulling me towards everyone else.

I realize that my chance is gone, and that I'll probably never see my soulmate again. I glance back at her, only to realize that she is gone. I keep on walking forward, trying to forget the fact that my life could've just been very different.

TIME SKIP TO A FEW YEARS LATER (POST BLIP)

Y/N POV

It has now been 5 years since all my friends have left, thanks to the blip. I have been able to get back on my feet but still haven't fully recovered. I found a new job, a new dog and cat, and found a couple new friends. I miss my old friends dearly, but I know that they won't come back. A few of their soulmates are still left behind, and I feel bad for them, because they had finally found their other half and were finally happy. Then there was me, who had never found mine, so I was never truly happy. But I knew that they were still out there, because I could still feel them. Which means that they could still feel me. This was something that brought me hope. Hope that I might still find them.

I went to work one day, as usual, and started my day there. It was boring, long, monotonous, work, but it paid the bills. Then suddenly, I felt something that I've never felt before. It was a pain that I've never had like anything else. Everything in my body hurts, especially my back. I felt empty, lost, a new kind of pain. I could tell that it was from my soulmate, but this time it was mental and emotional too, not just physical. I feel like I was at my lowest point, worse than when the blip happened. I'm not sure what had happened to my soulmate, but I sure felt bad for them. 

I had read about the feeling people have when their soulmate dies, and I start to wonder if it is something like this. I sure hope that wasn't what happened. Oh God please no, that can't happen. I would do anything for that to not happen.

TIME SKIP TO LATER THAT DAY

I was home, in the apartment that I used to share with a couple of roommates before they blipped. I was watching SNL, when suddenly a few celebrities appeared in the scene, ones who had previously blipped. I didn't know if it was just CGI or what, but everyone else seemed confused. That's when it happened to me. My old roommate, Katie appeared on the couch next to me. I screamed a little, and started to panic. Then Zoe walked out of the room that used to be hers and walked into the living room where I was. I had no idea what was going on, and I really was panicking. 

I just ran to my room, and could feel the panic attack come on. My breath started to get shallower, and my head started to feel like it was spinning. My heart rate was getting faster, and I just bent over, sitting on my bed. I could hear my old roommates talking in the living room, and this only made everything worse.

As the panic attack passed, I decided that I'll have to confront my problems sooner than later, and so I left my room to go talk to them. I saw them sitting on the couch watching the news, trying to figure out what was going on.

I take a seat on the couch, at the side furthest away from them, and we just sit there in silence, watching the news that interrupted my show. It was hectic, but the message that they were able to get across was "the Avengers were able to bring back everyone who blipped. But at a cost. Both Tony Stark and Natasha Romanoff died. Tony Stark died right before everyone was brought back, and Natasha Romanoff died at some point earlier in the day. The world has been saved."

I feel a tear slide down my cheek, not out of joy, but out of sadness. I realize that that is what I felt earlier that day. I felt my soulmate, Natasha Romanoff, dying. I had no idea that it was her, and I realize now that that's why I was always getting hurt. My soulmate was an avenger. One of earth's mightiest heroes. And now she's gone. I'll never have a chance to meet her, to be with her. I feel this pang of sadness and guilt in my chest, realizing that I'll forever be lonely. I didn't even realize it, but I'm full on sobbing now. I don't realize it until it gets pointed out to me by Zoe, when she asks me if I'm alright.

"My soulmate- she's gone." I say between sobs.

"What do you mean? Everyone's back." Katie replies.

"She died today. I felt it. Natasha Romanoff, the Avenger, on the news, remember. I was her soulmate."

"oh y/n, I'm so sorry. I know how much you always wanted to meet your soulmate. I can't even imagine how hard this must be for you right now." Zoe says. She comes over to me and gives me a hug. I just cried into her.

"I did. It's all I wanted in life. And now she's gone."

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

141+Vaqueros+Nikolai (+OC) headcanons: Being sick

Disclaimer: these are here because of the (awesome) influence of @nrdmssgs @sofasoap and @eenochian who feed my stupidity. Also, these are my personal headcanons that I use in my little world, any coincidence or discrepance with other headcanons is not intended

Price:

He treats being sick as another nuisance, a problem to be solved/suffered until it ends

He would be caught dead before complaining or asking for anything (unless he's like, REALLY sick, he's not stupid or reckless)

Will loudly sniffle around you in the hopes you'll catch on and start coddling him, which he absolutely will tolerate for your sake (/s)

Gaz:

In my headcanon he's an older brother, which means it's most likely that at the same time he was sick, any of his younger siblings was sick as well (most likely the one that made him sick)

So he's used to fend for himself for the most part

If you coddle him though, he's all for it and quite happy to be pampered

Soap:

He's dying

So dying that he's lying on the sofa and writing his will because bonnie, he's dying and wants you to have his things

The only thing that would make his passing better is if you cuddle and pamper him, because nobody in the history of any human civilization has suffered as he's suffering right now

Ghost:

If he can fake it, he will and nobody would know he is sick

If he can't fake it, he'll hide to suffer/die in solitude

He is afraid of feeling/being considered weak or unmanly because of his father's doing, so asking for/accepting help is off the charts

If he is seriously ill though, he'll only confide in Price

If you find out though, he might grumble and insist he's alright and doesn't need help, but secretely will love every bit of pampering and coddling.

Nikolai:

Has no shame. Will exaggerate his symptoms just to get more cuddles from you

Straight up lying on your lap and whine: 'Любовь моя, i don't feel well'

Will accept you fussing over him with great dignity, coughing and loudly sneezing on command if needed

If he's truly sick though, he won't want you anywhere near him in fear of making you sick (of course you won't listen and will pamper him anyway, he'd do the same for you)

Rudy:

Much like Price or Gaz, he powers through it

World won't stop because he's sick, so lying like a wet towel isn't going to fix anything

If you happen to be down for some cuddling or coddling him though... who is he to deny your wish?

Alejandro:

He would pretend to be suffering in silence, but somehow makes it known to you that he is sick

Gravitating around you while coughing from time to time in the hopes you will catch on: 'Ale, amor, are you alright?' 'I'll live, hermosa, *cough* don't you worry for me'

When you insist on taking care of him he will protest for about a whole two minutes before giving in happily

You can stop reading here lol

Riot:

Worst patient in history

She powers through it anyway without saying anything, no matter the seriousness of it. High pain tolerance, low bullshit tolerance.

If she's sick, she wants to die in silence in a corner, unbothered, thank you very much

Will hiss or grumble if bothered

Will only go to the doctor if Soap (or his mother) forces her

Will only go to the hospital if dragged there unconscious

Hates to be fussed over (big fat lie, she's just awkward about it, but there's nothing better when she has period cramps than being in Simon's arms all snuggled up in one of his hoodies and his big warm hand on her lower belly)

On the other hand she gets out of her way to take care of everyone else if sick: cooking, baking, listening, telling them off if needed

[buckysgrace]

Thirty Four

CW: period sex lmao

“Hey,” Billy sighed as he plopped down next to her on the bed. She raised an eyebrow as she looked at the blonde boy that was now laying down next to her. His skin looked even more golden than before, and his freckles were more prominent among his cheeks and nose. She figured it was from being in the sun for so long the past few days, “What are you doing?” He handed her half of his chocolate bar, which she gladly took. She probably ate it much too fast, but it satisfied her cravings and her sweet tooth. He barely had any bruising that she could notice from Friday with Neil. She was glad, she didn’t want the constant physical reminder of how she had sold him out. She felt guilty enough as it was. 

After the last night they had been together, Billy had been preoccupied with work. He had been doing doubles the past three days and barely seen her. She wasn't sure if that was because he actually had to work, or if he was doing it so he could avoid her. She still wasn’t sure what she had done, but figured she was overreacting at the same time. Her period seemed to come the morning after he left her alone, at the worst time, and she had spent her days in the shower crying over her confused feelings. She had decided that if he could easily ignore her then she could do the same. She stayed far away from him, not even allowing herself to look at him for too long. It was like he had soon figured it out and had spent the past night driving her crazy with subtle touches and longing looks. Still, she stayed away. She didn’t want to be the first one to break. It looked like he had finally had enough. She felt almost smug about it. 

Everything was still weird to her. Her mom had been acting like nothing had happened, while Neil was acting like Kim was the worst thing to happen to her. Still, he didn't yell or treat her the same way that he treated Billy. She supposed she was grateful for that. She had wanted to talk to Billy about everything, but he acted like he was too busy to deal with her. Except for last night, but she was far too bitter to deal with him by then. Max was away more than what she was around. Kim felt lonely, not quite understanding why her mom was so set in stone on staying with someone like Neil. 

“Wishing I was born a boy,” She whined pathetically, holding the stuffed cow he had gotten her, close to her chest. It was more comfortable than her pillows and she had gotten accustomed to waking up with it wrapped in her arms. She still had Billy’s shirt tucked away and had no real plan of returning it to him, “How was the pool?” He still smelled of chlorine as he turned to face her, looking a bit perplexed.

“Why would you want to be a boy?” He rubbed his hand up her waist slowly, playing with the hem of her shirt, “It wasn’t too bad. Those little shits are annoying.” Billy responded. Kim knew better though. She knew that he enjoyed teaching the little kids to swim much more than he liked screaming at the older kids. She tried to ignore the burning on her skin from where he had touched her. She sighed softly, wishing she could indulge in his actions. 

“I can’t do anything,” Kim grumbled, holding the stuffed cow under her chin as she chewed on the last remainder of chocolate, “I’m on my period, but I’m not pregnant.” She told him, smiling playfully as she shifted on her pillow. She wondered if she pressed the pillow up in just the right position that the cramps would slowly start to fade away. Billy smirked mischievously as he turned to face her, his necklace dangling against his black tank top. She thought about tugging on it until he was closer to her. 

“Lucky for you, I know the perfect remedy,” He pushed her red hair out of her face, trying to get a clear look at her. She wrinkled her eyebrows in confusion, “Do you want to know what it is?” He sounded too eager as she considered him. She had a feeling it was completely inappropriate. 

“More chocolate?” She asked playfully, half hoping that it was true. It took a lot for her sweet tooth to be satisfied. He shook his head, twisting her hair in ringlets around his finger before tugging on it softly. She shot him an irritated response but he simply placed a kiss against her nose gently. She felt her entire face break out into a blush from his sweet gesture.

“No it doesn’t involve chocolate,” His lips trailed across her cheek, warming them as he dipped into her neck, “It’ll make you feel good.” She felt a familiar feeling growing between her legs as she focused on how his lips moved against her skin. She hated how easily he had this effect on her, only it felt as if it was twice as bad.

“I like chocolate though,” She gulped, growing a bit nervous as she felt her hips shift forward towards her comforter as Billy sucked on the spot on her neck that drove her crazy. His teeth grazed against her skin softly and this time she couldn’t resist grinding her hips down into the bed. She felt his lips curl into a smile and she was sure he was proud of the effect that he had over her, “Billy, I can’t.” She whined, forcing herself to stop. Everywhere he touched felt like it affected her more than usual. Even rutting against her blanket felt that much more pleasurable. It was like torture.

“Why?” He mumbled as he dove back into the crook of her neck, licking at her skin softly. She felt a soft moan leaving her lips as he did so. Everything he did made her feel on the edge and ready to submit. She wished she could fight her body a bit harder, but she felt like she melted right against him. 

“I’m bleeding,” She whined again, sounding like a small child, “It’s gross and dirty. It’ll get everywhere.” She huffed, trying to remind him why it was a bad idea. He scoffed, drawing back enough to face her.

“It’s natural, so it can’t be gross and dirty,” He reminded her, his blue eyes watching her expression amused, “Plus, it’s just a bit of blood. I don’t mind that.” She stared at him, almost horrified. It sounded so taboo. She hadn’t ever read or heard about someone having sex on their period before. Surely, there was some uncertain rule that this was completely off limits. The way that Billy watched her told her otherwise. 

“You don’t care if you get covered in blood?” She asked simply, fiddling with her hands and not quite believing what he was saying. She was sure his dick was his favorite thing in the world, and she couldn’t imagine him wanting to get it dirty. He grinned.

“I’ll wear a condom, plus,” He drew circles on her arm softly, “It’ll help with your cramps. I promise.” She peered at him for a moment, wondering how on earth he could know about that. She quickly thought about how many women he had been with and reminded herself that she didn’t want to know how he knew. She would probably be traumatized by the end of it. Still, she found herself growing tempted as she thought about his words. She was cramping a lot and she wondered if it really did help with her the pain she was feeling at the moment.

“Alright,” She whispered as she glanced back towards him, “Um, where should we do it? I don’t want to ruin my blankets.” Billy was scooting off of the bed as soon as she agreed to have sex with him. She looked at him curiously as he crossed her bedroom to leave, and she was unsure if she should follow or not.

“I’ll be right back!” He yelled from the doorway. She was baffled for a moment as she shook her head, pulling the stuffed cow back to her chest so she could rest her head on it. She watched as he appeared quickly, carrying a stack of towels. He kicked the door shut behind him, “Get up really quick.” She did as he asked, sitting up at the edge of her bed as she watched him move one of her pillows and cover it with towels. 

“How do you want me to lay down?” She asked him, uncertain of where she was supposed to move. He held onto her gently, laying her hips down across the pillow so her bottom was up high in the air. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, resting on her elbows as she tried to adjust. Kim was unsure, feeling as if she was in a similar position to what she was when she told him they shouldn’t do this anymore. Despite having towels spread to cover every possible inch she still didn’t feel like this was very safe, “Is this hygienic?” She asked suddenly, sitting up on her elbows a bit so she could look at him. He chuckled, squeezing her butt as he answered her question.

“Yes, the only bad part is the mess, but I’ll worry about that. I just want to make you feel better,” He persuaded as he pressed his hands against her hips softly. She liked the way his fingers massaged into her skin. She nodded, trying not to feel embarrassed when he slid her shorts and underwear down to her knees. The scratchy towel rubbed up against her as she tried to adjust again until the pressure on her stomach from the pillow was comfortable, “Better?” He questioned. She glanced back at him, looking at the cocky smirk on his face. 

“I guess so,” She mumbled as she played with her fingers, resisting the urge to pick at her nail polish. No matter how hard she tried to paint her nails she couldn’t help but pick at them. She listened to the sound of him pulling his pants down his thighs. She had the sudden urge to turn and watch him, “It doesn’t hurt this way does it?” She thought of another question, so she had the excuse to turn and face him. She felt excitement growing in her lower stomach as she stared at his hand pumping his hardening length between his legs. He pulled out a condom and slid it over himself, looking at her amused like he could tell what she was doing. 

“No,” He smiled, moving his hand slowly up his length. Kim wished that it was her small hand that had a hold of him, “It will feel really good. I promise.” He traced his dick up between her wet folds and she quickly turned away, not wanting to see the reaction on his face when he finally realized he’d be getting blood on him. His reaction never came. He pushed his tip inside of her slowly and she found her mouth opening in awe from how easily he pushed into her. There was no friction between the two of them as he filled her quickly to the brim. He leaned on top of her, sighing in relief as his warm air fanned her face. 

“That’s nice,” She breathed out truthfully. She had been worried that the feeling of his cock being stuffed inside of her would make her cramps more painful. He had been right, she seemed to be relaxing more at the feeling of his dick inside of her. She laid her head forward softly, feeling as if she could nap like this, “Oh my god, Billy.” She panted out, the side of her cheek dragging along her pillow with his movements.

“I told you I’d take care of you,” She could hear the smirk in his voice as he thrusted forward again, and she resisted the urge to grind back against him. She whined softly as he dragged her hips back against him, his cock nudging against her bundle of nerves. She clenched her hands into fists around her sheets, “You feel so good baby, so fucking good.” He praised and she bit her lip, feeling herself wince a bit from how harshly he was gripping her. She understood suddenly what he meant when he had said there was pain that could be pleasurable.

She was thankful everyone else was already gone because her moans were filling the empty house and bouncing off of the walls. Billy was pulling her hair out of her face again, desperately kissing her neck as he drilled his dick into her. She yelped, facing him surprised as he bit down on her shoulder hard. She watched as he pulled away, the marks from his teeth remaining against her skin.

“Does it feel good, baby?” He whispered softly, dragging her hips back against him as he grunted. She gasped, feeling her eyes clenched shut as the feeling of his cock hitting her g-spot traveled up her back and down her legs. She cried out, nodding frantically as she watched him. It felt so good, and she didn’t want him to stop, “Use your words.” His eyes narrowed and he slowed his movements against her. She thought of how he had made her sit on his lap, filled with his cock and unable to move. She didn’t want to repeat that again.

“Feels so good, Billy,” She moaned out, fairly sure she sounded like the videos of the women he watched, “Love your cock so much.” She promised him, biting her lip hard as he smacked her bottom. She felt her walls fluttering around his hard cock, pulling him in deeper every time he pulled back out. Billy yanked on her hair softly, making her look up at him.

She stared up at his ocean blue eyes, noticing how dilated they looked. She traced the lines of pleasure across his face and felt herself clenching around him as she thought once again how wrong all of this was. No matter how much they convinced themselves, it was wrong. Her mouth was parted as she moaned again, and he took the opportunity to let a line of drool drip down from his mouth onto her lips. Her tongue darted out to lick up his saliva quickly, not wanting to waste a single drop. She could feel her clit throbbing again after doing that, it always made her feel so bad when he’d spit on her. 

“You’re such a good girl,” He praise as he relaxed the grip on her hair and let her lean forward towards her pillows again. She was glad as she was able to easily hide her blush, though she was unsure if he would even notice from how flushed her body felt from their activity, “Taking my dick like a little whore, doing what I say.” He was grunting as he spoke, his

She could feel her ears turning red from the sound of her pussy squelching around him, the sound echoing in the room. She was so wet. She tried not to feel too embarrassed because it was clear that Billy clearly loved it by the way he was cursing above her. She liked listening to the sounds he made, liked feeling that she made him come undone in the same way he did to her. 

“Hear that baby, that’s all for me,” He grunted against the side of her face, whispering huskily into her ear. She nodded; mouth open as she concentrated on how good he was making her feel at the moment. His tongue flicked against the side of her cheek as he squeezed her hips even tighter, “Tommy would never fuck you this good. He’d never treat you as good as what your stepbrother does.” She cried out when he bit the side of her neck. He had never bitten her before and now he had done it twice in one session. She whimpered, rolling her hips back against him in agreement. She was sure that no one else would ever make her feel this way.

“You’re so good to me,” She pleaded through her moans, sweat dripping from the back of her neck as she found herself growing near her orgasm. The muscles in her stomach were tightening in a more intense way than ever before. She found it hard to speak as he drilled into her, the pillow he had set underneath her was almost flat from how hard he was fucking her, “M’close.” She breathed out against the side of her pillow, clinging to it tightly.

“You gonna come on my cock?” He was grunting against the side of her face as he went between kissing her neck and biting her. She liked it all the same, “Gonna be a good girl and come for me?” She felt her muscles clenching together in her stomach as she became more frantic for her release. He was pushing into her so easily.

“Billy,” She whined out as he looked up to face her, “You fuck me so good.” She spoke breathlessly as she did her best to roll her hips back up against him. She couldn’t be too sure, but she swore she saw his cheeks blush.

He tilted her head back, kissing her roughly as he stuck his tongue inside of her mouth. She whimpered softly at the feeling of him slamming into her repeatedly as his tongue flicked against her own. He squeezed her hair softly, pulling her up so that she’d look at him.

“Are you my good little cock slut?” He asked roughly, angling his hips so that he hit that spot inside of her each time as sparks raced up her back. She felt her toes curling as she nodded frantically, forgetting that he was holding onto her hair so tightly.

“Yes,” She whined as he used his other hand to smack her bottom again. She was beginning to realize that she liked when he did that, “I’m your good cock slut.” She repeated his words back towards him, looking up at him with her best doe eyes. He dove his head in again, crashing his lips onto hers as he wrapped a hand around her neck and licked inside of her mouth. She was whining in awe, thrusting her hips back as she tried to push him in ever deeper.

“So fucking needy,” He tsked as he pulled away. She wanted to point out that he seemed just as needy with the pleasure etched on his face and the way the rhythm from his hips had become unsteady, “Your little cunt is so tight and wet.” He breathed against her face, groaning into her ear as he snapped his hips forward again. She dug her fingers into the stuffed cow, feeling her walls clamp down on his hard cock.

“Oh, oh my god, Billy!” She shook around him, her back arching up against his sweaty chest as she came undone around his cock. Her eyes clenched shut as his lips sucked on her neck and she was sure he was leaving another mark on her. She thought of Neil suddenly, moving her head away so it wouldn’t be too obvious, “Fuck.” She whined out in awe as he continued to hit that sweet spot inside of her. His hips stilled as he toppled on top of her with a loud groan, filling the condom.

“Feel better?” He asked after a second, his lips pressing against her nose softly. She nodded, still in a haze as he circled his hips and his dick rubbed against that spot again. She yelped softly, unable to bring herself to another orgasm.

“So much better,” She told him earnestly, “No more though.” She whimpered softly, still feeling him pulsing inside of her. He pecked her lips gently, pushing the red strands out of her face so he could look at her clearly. 

“Do you mind when I call you that?” He asked suddenly. She blinked at him confused, not quite sure what he was talking about. She looked at his swollen lips.

“Call me what?” Her breath was finally starting to settle back down on her lungs as he played with her hair gently. She really liked when he did that and wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or not. She was worried she would actually get attached now that he was acting so sweet to her.

“A slut,” He seemed to consider it for a moment, “I can stop saying it if you want. I don’t want to make you feel bad. You’re not really a slut, you know that right?” She sat up a bit, trying to focus on him and not the feeling of his dick inside of her.

“What?” She repeated again, trying to make sense of why he was saying this, “Oh, is this about what your dad said? No, I don’t mind when you call me that. Trust me, I’ll tell you if I don’t like something. I know I’m not really a slut.” She responded shyly, feeling intimidated by the way he was watching her. She was more than happy pretending to be Billy’s slut. She didn’t necessarily want to break that dream. Billy nodded, looking at least relieved over what she had said. She hated Neil for always ruining everything.

Billy raised off of her after a moment, pulling out softly. She felt horrified at the sound that echoed between her legs and the rush of wetness that pooled out after him. She listened to him ripping his condom off and wondered if she should move to clean herself. She was sure she was a mess. It didn’t take long for him to grab one of the other towels and clean her softly before pulling her underwear and shorts up over her hips.

“Do you want to join me for a shower?” He asked suddenly as his hands lingered against her lower back. She turned to face him, noticing for the first time how her arms felt as if they were beginning to go numb from being in the same position for so long. She smiled nervously, feeling like a shower would be nice.

“Sure,” She responded shakily as he helped her to the side of the bed. She grimaced when she looked at the blood-stained sheets and then back towards him. He didn’t seem bothered or disgusted as he wrapped them up in a ball, “Sorry.” She mumbled, feeling embarrassed.

“Why are you sorry? I’ll clean it up, it’s just a bit of blood.” He laughed it off as he stuck out his hand and helped her stand. She felt her face burning again, realizing he wasn’t letting her hand go. This would be the second time they had held hands and he hadn’t immediately pulled away from her.

“Yeah, okay,” She responded a bit unsure of herself as she stood near him, watching how his blue eyes grew brighter from the sunlight hitting them, “Are you going to the Fun Fair?” She blurted out suddenly. He looked at her amused as he tilted his head.

“Fun Fair?” He questioned, chewing on his bottom lip. She felt her hand squeezing around his and she was worried he would pull away from her. She shifted awkwardly.

“You know, for the fourth of July. I think Mom wanted us to go,” She was referring to her and Max, but she didn’t want him to feel excluded. She thought this could be another way that they could all bond, “It might be fun. You like roller coasters.” She told him softly. He looked surprised that she would remember that.

“Sounds a bit nerdy but I guess I can go,” He chuckled as he walked out of the room, keeping their hands interlocked as they walked. She was biting her lip hard, trying to keep from saying something out of turn. She wasn’t sure if she had misheard their conversation the other night. This seemed to be very monogamous to her. He pushed the bathroom door open and locked it behind her, “I’m sure they just want us to babysit though.” He pulled his hand away from hers as he headed towards the tub and turned the water on. She felt as if she could still feel his hand in hers as she watched him.

“Oh, I’m sure,” She smiled sheepishly as she danced around the fact that he didn’t have to go if he didn’t want to, “I’m sure there will be a lot of kids.” She watched as he began to undress. She shifted before she did the same. This would be the second time they’d be showering together. She hoped her red face wasn’t giving her thoughts away. She still hadn’t been able to go into their parents' room after their little fiasco. She hadn’t heard anyone complain about the sheets either and she began to feel a bit guilty about it. Billy still seemed unbothered.

“I’m always surrounded by damn kids,” He muttered under his breath. She knew he was putting on a tough act but didn’t say anything. They were almost in July, school would be starting before long, and the pool would be closed down. She wondered what he would do if he didn’t get the spot at the mechanics garage, “As long as you buy me food I’ll go.” He told her, his blue eyes looking at her mischievously as he pulled his shorts down. She looked away quickly, ignoring the thing dangling between his legs.

“I could buy you food?” She questioned him as she undressed and slowly made her way into the tub. The water was still too chill for her liking, so she turned it up a few notches despite his protest behind her, “Although, you ate all of my popcorn and candy the other night.” She told him, letting the water hit against her back and calm her nerves. He stepped in front of her and closed the shower curtain.

“You weren’t complaining when Steve was doing it,” He made a face as the water touched him but seemed to slowly grow adjusted to the temperature as he fought for the spot underneath the water with her. She took a step back when he began to shake his wet hair like a dog, “How is it my fault he ate it all?”

“You had your own snacks with Tina,” She reminded him, a playful smile lighting up her features as she put her body soap on her sponge, “And you still ate all of mine.” Billy grumbled under his breath, and she shook her head as he protested. His hands began to snake around her body as he rubbed the suds into her skin.

“I’ve got it,” She told him as she started to wash herself off. She glanced at him again, noting how he looked almost offended from how she had pulled away from him, “I don’t want you to get messy again.” She explained herself, hoping he didn’t think she was mad at him. 

“I mean, you bathed me.” Billy reached as his fingers brushed against her hips. She kept herself from jumping away, her skin sensitive from how he had gripped a hold of her earlier. She shook her head.

“I did not clean you there. I was trying to get the puke off of you, which was disgusting by the way,” She mentioned as she got her long hair wet again. Billy was wiggling his way towards her again, “Plus, I’m pretty sure you just want to play if you get your hands down there.” She knew she was right by the way he grumbled. She wondered if he could be addicted to sex in the same way he relied on drugs and alcohol. She thought that it may explain a few things.

“You just ruined all the fun,” He mumbled as he used her shampoo bottle to wash his hair. She stared at him curiously for a moment, watching as he lathered the soap through his blonde curls, “Hey, are you going to return my shirt?” He changed the subject, still massaging the soap in his hair as he turned to face her. She took the opportunity to put shampoo in her own hair, trying to ignore how she had been trying to avoid giving it to him entirely.

“Oh yeah, it’s in my room,” She responded as casually as she could, acting like she hadn’t been wearing it to bed every night, “I can get it after the shower. She was hoping by then that he would forget about it again. She didn’t want to give it up. It smelt like him. She liked how big and baggy it felt on her, and if she closed her eyes tightly enough, she could still feel the flames from their skin touching.

“You can keep it,” He said after a minute, “It was old anyways.” He quickly added, brushing it off as he turned away from her and started to wash his toned body off. Her eyes lingered against his tanned skin. She dropped her hands from her scalp, trying to drink in the details of his skin.

“Oh,” She tried not to feel too giddy inside. It sounded like he hadn’t wanted it anyways and she didn’t want to seem that desperate, “Thank you.” She smiled anyway, rubbing her hand across her arm as she watched him. He glanced towards her again.

“I told Tommy to leave you alone. I think he finally got the hint,” She snapped her head towards him as she began to wash the soap out of her hands, “No, I didn’t hit him. He’s actually my friend, I don’t think he’d really do anything dumb.” She figured he was referencing Jason and the other boy at the moment. She nodded unsure as she continued to wash her hair.

“I didn’t think Neil would get so mad,” She admitted, unsure if she should bring up his father at all, “I didn’t think he’d care.” Billy snorted and she looked at him confused as she began to put conditioner in her hair. He looked at her as if she was clueless.

“You’re like his little golden child. You don’t ever do anything wrong, and you get good grades. He likes you more than he likes me.” She frowned but Billy didn’t seem bothered as he took over her spot under the water again. She knew he wasn’t saying it to sound mean but it made her feel guilty all over again. She didn’t know if she should apologize or not. He beat her to it as he started to speak again. She wondered if he was talking so much because he had missed her the past few days too. She began to wash her hair out quickly, noticing how the water in the shower was beginning to cool down. Billy waited until she was finished before he shut it off. 

“I really thought you were ignoring me,” Billy handed her their towels as he began to quickly dry himself off. She watched the remaining droplets of water drip down his toned stomach before he wiped it away, “I was beginning to think that I did something wrong.” He admitted as he stepped out of the tub. Kim began to dry herself off, feeling a bit sheepish as she watched him. She didn’t want to admit that she did think that he had done something wrong by leaving her. She knew what his reaction would be if he said that.

“It was just my period,” She mumbled softly, “I wasn’t really ignoring you. I was just moody.” She lied softly as she worked on drying herself off and not staring at his muscles as he moved. She wished he could understand how she just wanted to lay with him for a while after sex. She liked when they acted like they were close like this. He nodded as if he accepted the answer, and she began to feel her thoughts wander. 

“How did you lose your virginity?” She asked suddenly when he was beginning to redress, and she was still drying off. She lingered in the tub, not wanting to make a trail of blood on the floor. Billy looked up in the mirror, meeting her eyes in the glass. 

“Uh, babysitter,” He replied, looking away from her to brush at his wet curls, “I think I was twelve, I think it was right before my thirteenth birthday.” She stared at him, pausing her movements as she stared at his reflection. He had been that young?

“With your babysitter?” She tried her best not to sound like she was judging him. She was more concerned than anything, “How old was she?” She began to dress herself after drying her skin off. Billy chuckled, turning to face her.

“I think like eighteen. What can I say, older women have always been attracted to me.” He teased, looking unbothered as he began to style his hair. She didn’t like the feeling that was growing in her stomach.

“Billy, that’s kind of gross. I mean it would be like if one of your friends got with Max and she’s older than what you were then.” Kim walked up to the counter and started to brush her hair. He glanced at her, looking a bit amused. 

“It’s different. Don’t worry about it,” He reassured her, tilting his chin up in the mirror as he examined his neck. She realized he was looking to see if he needed to shave again, “How’d you lose yours?” He teased, drawing the conversation back towards her. She rolled her eyes, trying to hide the smile as she brushed out her wet curls. She realized that one day someone else would ask her that question and she would either have to leave out details and lie or casually admit that she had let her stepbrother take her virginity in some dingy motel.

“Yeah, pretty sure you know.” She responded slowly, turning away from facing him. She could feel her heart hammering in her chest as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the corner of her mouth. She glanced towards him, resisting the urge to touch where he had kissed her.

“I’m going to clean up your room. Take your time.” He swatted her butt, smirking at the glare she sent him as he walked around her. She sighed, looking in the mirror and noting how red her cheeks were. She wasn’t sure about the feelings that were swarming in her chest, but she ignored them, not wanting to complicate anything else. She quickly dressed herself again. She turned, lifting her shirt up and pulling down on her underwear as she noticed five small bruises near her hips. She could feel her body growing warm again as she realized what they were from. She quickly pulled her shirt down, ignoring how hard her heart was beating inside of her chest. She picked up her towels and opened the door, letting the steam exit the bathroom. 

She stepped out into the hallway, not noticing Billy as she walked down towards her room. She figured he must’ve stepped out to smoke as she didn’t see him in his room either. She opened her door and tried not to think about what had just happened in here. 

She stepped into her cool room, noticing how he had already taken her sheets to get them cleaned. She tried to ignore the boiling sensation in her stomach as it flip flopped. She didn’t know how to react to him being so kind to her. She wasn’t used to it. She hadn’t ever seen him act this way towards any of the girls he had been with before. She stepped up to her bed curiously, tilting her head as she looked at the stuffed cow, he had won for her. A smile spread over her face when she looked at the chocolate bar and the pink carnation laying neatly on her bed. 

[evan4ever]

Hiii. I love ur work first of all. Second, idk if you ur doing requests so if not that’s fine but if so, I was wondering if you could do evan x fem reader on her period, if your comfortable with that?

Cramps

Evan Peters x reader on her period

Warnings: period, talk of blood, cramps

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You had been irritable all week it seemed, and though it should be obvious since it happens every time, you didn’t understand why. Being irritable of course led to you being snappy and sharp towards your boyfriend. You didn’t mean to be and would feel guilty every time, but your irritability wouldn’t allow you to give up or apologize. That was until you woke up this morning with that horrible feeling between your thighs and the stabbing feeling in your abdomen.

You groaned getting out of bed and making your way carefully to the bathroom. Evan had already gotten up and left for work, so you wasted no time getting in the shower to clean yourself up and in hopes of the hot water soothing your pain. You spent a good hour in there, just letting the water hit your back while holding your stomach tightly waiting for the pain to at least ease up, but to no avail. You finally forced yourself out dizzy from the heat and wrapped yourself in a towel, making your way to your bed where you curled your naked self up in the middle and held your legs to your stomach to get some relief since this usually worked. You knew you needed to go take some ibuprofen but you couldn’t bring yourself to move from your position that was in fact beginning to relieve some of the discomfort.

Periods were hard in general, but the worst of it for you was your cramps. You only bled heavy for a day or two while the rest was generally light, but it didn’t matter to you when you were in tears from your cramps the entire week. This time being no different, you simply stayed curled up on your shared bed in a towel with your fluffy comforter over you. And your mind wandered to all the mean comments and actions you made towards Evan the days leading up to this, your heart breaking at the thoughts and wishing nothing more than for him to be there so you could apologize. Evan usually knew how you were when it was your time of month, so your comments never bother him, but they sure do bother you when the realization hits.

As if on cue, you heard your front door unlock and open, sighing in more relief that your boyfriend was now home but still not able to bring yourself to move.

“Babe?” You heard him call and giving no reply considering your head was stuffed against your pillow. When you heard a knock on the bedroom door, you muffled an inaudible “hi” out and felt the bed dip down near your legs.

Evan rested his hand on your side and began rubbing it lightly, comfortingly. He already knew what was going on and you were thankful for that.

“Have you taken any pain killers?” He asked, still massaging your side gently. He was aware of how awful your cramps were and he never failed to do what he could to help you.

“No” you groaned quietly into your pillow as you pushed your face from it to lay on the side allowing you to now see him. He quickly took in the paleness of your face and frowned, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek.

“I’ll grab you some with a glass of ice water.” He gave you a sympathetic smile which you attempted to return gratefully, watching as he left the room. You could hear him opening and closing cupboards, filling a glass with ice and water from the faucet before returning to your side. His arm snaked itself under you to help you sit up, frowning in concern as you winced harshly from the pain. Once upright, he let the pills slide into your mouth and handed you the glass and watched as you drank and swallowed the pills, then taking the glass and setting it aside before returning his attention to you.

“Thank you” you whispered, letting your head rest against his shoulder, his lips pressing against your temple in a soft kiss. “I’m sorry for being mean this week.”

He smiled, though you couldn’t see it, and wrapped his arms around you pressing another kiss to your forehead.

“I had an idea why you were so irritable. It’s okay, babe.”

You moved your head so you could look at him and was met with nothing but sincere, genuine eyes. You took in a deep breath at his forgiveness before leaning up and pressing a kiss to his lips, him not hesitating to return it.

“Why don’t you go put a tampon in and I’ll grab your sweats and a tshirt?” He suggested. The thought of moving killed you, but you nodded and he helped you stand from the bed. “I’ll have a heating pad ready also, okay?” You smiled up at your kind boyfriend, wondering how you got so lucky though he felt he was the lucky one.

You slowly and painfully made your way to the bathroom and did your routine tampon insertion before washing your hands and entering your bedroom again. Evan had your sweatpants and your favorite of his tshirts laid on the bed ready for you, slipping into them and making your way to the living room where he was getting a spot comfortable with the heating pad and a blanket.

“You can just relax babe, I’m here okay?” He stated, holding your hand while you sat and made yourself comfy before setting the heating pad on your abdomen and covering you with the blanket. “I set your water here too. Do you need anything else?”

“Just you, please?” You nearly begged, wanting nothing more than to cuddle into him right now. He was always what you needed for everything. Feeling him and being in his presence just seemed to make things better.

“Absolutely.” He smiled. You moved over so he could sit on the end allowing you to lay into him and once settled and covered back up, he wrapped his arms around you and once again placed a kiss on your temple, your eyes fluttering shut at the beautiful feeling of being in his arms.

[creepychan08]

Thranduil x Reader- Period Pains

Prompt: Thranduil comforting you during your time of the month

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You wake up that morning with a massive cramps, sensitive breasts and a slight headache. The ray of sunlight filtering through the curtains and falling on your form normally would have made you smile as you wake up happily but not today. It only serves to make your headache worsen.

You groaned and shifted your body, back facing your husband.

"Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?" Thranduil's gentle voice greeted you as he plant a soft kiss to your shoulders.

You only grunted in response. Not in the mood to talk with anyone today as the pain in your lower abdomen increased. Its normally not like this. Your time of the month usually just pass by like a breeze, save for a slight cramps. But this month was the worse.

Sensing your discomfort, Thranduil embrace you closer from behind.

"Are you in pain, meleth nin? Is something bothering you?"

His sensitive nose finally picks up on a smell.

Blood.

Immediately, his senses were on alert as he check over your body. He saw the big, red stain of blood on your bottom and his eyes widen in shock.

How did this happen? Did someone harmed you while you were asleep? And you were even sleeping beside him. How could he fail to sense the intruder and protect you?

"Its nothing. Its part of human anatomy of a woman. We bleed like this every month and with it comes the cramps. Although I admit, its the worst today" You patiently explain to him, gritting your teeth when another wave of pain pass through your body.

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion but decided not to further ask you as he can see you were already in pain. He decided to do research on his own about this topic later after he tends to you.

"I'm sorry you had to go through this, my love" He pressed a kiss on top of your head as he rub his hands up and down comfortingly on your arms.

"Please tell me what can I do to help alleviate your suffering. Anything you want or desire YN."

He paused and continued, "I'll call the healers right now"

"No wait" you grasped his hand tightly. "No need for the complete check up. I just need them to give me pain killers." 

He looked at you seriously, debating his decision as he feels it would be best to have the healers check on you thoroughly but after seeing the determined look in your eyes, he figured you know more on how to deal with your pain.

After the healers came and gave you pain killers, you finally relax as you felt the pain decreasing to a tolerable amount.

Thranduil still hovered around you in concern, constantly asking how you're feeling and you can't help chuckle at his antics.

"Why are you laughing, YN? Do you find it humorous to find me in great worry over your condition?" If you look closely, you can almost see a small pout on his face.

"Oh Thranduil, my love, I do not mean it like that." You cup your hands on both his cheeks as you smile at him in apology.

"I am most flattered and grateful for your concern but I am feeling better now. And I find you fussing over me quite adorable in my eyes"

He blush slightly and hides his face in your neck. You hummed in delight while gently brushing his soft hair. 

'Who would have thought that the stone cold, Elven King would have this side of him' You thought with a smile.

"You don't have to worry a single thing today, YN. Ease your mind. I'll take care of you and make you forget about your monthly misery" 

After a whole day of being pampered more so than your usual days, eating your favorite foods, endless cuddling, massages and a special bath prepared to sooth your body, you can say for the first time that you were already looking forward for your next month's red days.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So I just finished my period and can't help but wish Thranduil to be there and care for me as well lol. Really sucks to be in love with a fictional character.

Anyway, this one is shorter as its just imagine scenarios for when the reader was in her painful time of the month and what I think Thranduil would be like in those case.

That's all! Hope you like it and you can comment what you think about the story so far. Stay safe, guys! :)))

[groupiewhoreee]

hiii! could you write something about izzy comforting his girl when he comes home to find her crying because she got her period?

omg hii! yes, i could :) thank you so much for requesting this! i literally hate getting my period it sucks absolute butt.

Comforting

Izzy Stradlin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None! Pure fluff, although if getting periods are somewhat affective to you then click off ig? blood mentioned! (Minors can interact!)

Summary/Plot: Requested by an lovely anon. <3

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your eyes fluttered open. a yawn could be heard from you. your knuckles cracked while you stretched, your arms waving out. something was different though. it just felt off. you got up, noticing a red patch of dried blood stained onto the bedsheets. you panicked, looking down seeing pure, red blood. you headed to your drawers, grabbing a new pair of underwear. you went into the bathroom, quickly changing and putting a pad on to stop the leaking. you couldn't help but cry. tears filled ur eyes while ur nose became red. tears soon streamed down ur cheeks.

you hated getting ur period. there was nothing to like about it. the blood was so icky and gross, having to wear these diaper looking things made it even worse. you wished periods weren't even a thing. its like you and just women in general were punished. you got up, walking to the couch sobbing. tears kept coming.

keys jingled, while the door creaked open. izzy walked in, his sunglasses over his eyes. he lifted his sunglasses up, looking at you now. "y/n!" he ran over to you, sitting next to you. "what happened? why are you crying? someone hurt ur feelings?" he kept asking, questions kept coming and all you could do was cry. "please tell me whats wrong." izzy pleaded, wrapping his arm around you. "i got my period!" you finally said, looking at izzy. your eyes were red from crying. you sniffled. "oh, ah- its oka-" he was gonna say, before you cut him off. "no! its not okay. this is the worst!" you cried. you held your stomach, leaning over. these cramps were the worst.

"okay, just relax. is there anything you'd want? need more pads? food? i'll get you an heating pad." he said, before getting up and grabbing the heating pad. he gave it to you. "just lay down, okay? i'll go get ur favorite snack." he said, a smile peering across his lips. you nodded, laying down whilst using the heating pad.

izzy went up, grabbing ur favorite snack and getting some other snacks you may have wanted or thought about. he placed them down on the coffee table. he also got you a drink. "thank you izzy." you said sweetly. "no problem babe, i'm always here." he said, kissing your lips. "if you need anything else, i'm here." - "can you get me some pain meds? these cramps suck." you said. "'course." he said sweetly, grabbing the medicine. he gave it to you, handing ur water. you gladly took the meds.

"thank you izzy. i really appreciate it." you sniffed.

"again, its no problem." izzy would tell you, kissing ur forehead.

"and again, need anything else? i'm here, okay?" he would tell you.

"okay. i'm gonna take a nap," you told izzy. "alright, take a nap. i'll be here." he shut the tv off, shutting some of the lights off for you.

[spnshortcake]

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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️

This one will be super sad and fluffy. This is something I have had to deal with and I think writing about it will be good. Just remember if you had to deal with this please know you are loved and that your not alone. And if you want to message me you totally can.

A/N triggering: miscarriage, bleeding. Infertility.

🔲⬛️🔲⬛️ pregnant.

You are shocked when you seen that word come across the digital pregnancy test. You have no idea why you did it but you just had to see those words to actually make it known you was pregnant. You had already taken 2 clear blue tests that came up ➕

You was just in denial about it. You splash water in your face and look up to yourself in the mirror. And smile. You’re pregnant. you couldn’t even believe it despite the 3 tests you took. You are so overwhelmed with joy and shock. You immediately start trying to plan on how you would tell your husband, of 4 years, pilot Jake Seresin. Y’all have been trying to get pregnant for a year now. He is currently deployed he left a week ago. Being a military spouse is got its fun but also it’s very difficult. Seeing all your friends having babies. Wishing it was you. You try so hard not to be jealous and just be happy for them.

The next day you are on hold trying to make your first doctors appointment. Trying to plan the visit when your husband comes home next month. You will be 10 weeks. (You keep track of your cycles and such.)

“When was your last period.?” The nurse on the other line asks. You put your phone on speaker to pull up your app that tells you when your last period was.

“Jan 3rd”

“So that makes your 5/6 weeks so how about in 4 weeks we set your appointment so your husband can be here. What time works best for you Dr. Laferte will your dr.” She says sweetly.

“How about 10A.M?” I say happily. I can’t believe I’ll get to hear the babies heartbeat for the first time with the love of my life.

“That’s perfect I have you down at 10A.M and Mrs. Seresin congratulations.”

And with that she hung up. You go to your full body mirror and turn to your side. Rubbing your belly. You can’t wait to be a momma. This is gonna be so fun. I hope Jake is as excited as me.

*RING RING** I look at my lit up phone screen and it’s my hubby. Jake. I immediately get giddy. But I stop and breathe. I can’t let him tell something is up.

“Hey baby , how’s it going?” I say sitting on the couch rubbing my belly.

“Hey darlin we just finished up our day so I just thought to hear your voice. I’ve missed you. How are you?” He says as I hear rooster in the background “is that y/n tell her I said hi and her hubby is still the second best pilot here”

I chuckle. Rooster and him is always pulling at each other. They are best friends. Was his best man at our wedding.

“I’ve missed you more baby. Just been helping out at the hard deck with penny when she needs it to help pass the time. You still coming home in 3 weeks?” I ask him looking down at my belly. I can’t believe I’m gonna be a mommy and he will be a daddy. This is everything.

“Yes sweetie bright and early. I’ll be coming home in 3 weeks. Well I have to go darlin I love you sweetie.”

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A few days go by and they are pure bliss you start looking at registry items and baby stuff. You even look at your baby app you have downloaded and it says baby is the size of a pomegranate seed!! Still very small and have 34 weeks left. You just can’t wait.

The next morning is the worst day of your life. You stay in bed due to having some light cramps but you never think of it being bad cause it could be just the baby. When you go to the toliet that’s when you start panicking. When you wipe you see some blood nothing to bad.

“Please don’t be what I think it is.” I finish and wash my hands and when I go sit on our shared couch in our living room I just feel something. And I was just so terrified going to the restroom. But I just knew.

I seen so much blood and i just felt my world crumbling. Tears just came out as I reached for my phone to dial the only person that knew I was pregnant. Penny.

“Hey sweetie how’s it going? How are you feeling?” She asks you had the day off.

“I I I jenny. Please can you come over?” I say trembling. Terrified.

“Sure y/n what’s wrong? Let me just close the bar down” she says

“I’m bleeding Pen and there is a lot.” That’s all I had to say when I hear her ring her bell and yell at everyone to get the HELL out.

“I’ll be over in 5 mins.” She said and she was right. She was over in five minutes.

“Oh y/n it’s okay. Come here.” She hugs me as she flush’s the toilet. You just cry in her arms thinking you wished jake was here.

You finally got out the dr and she said everything was cleared and your levels have dropped.

It’s the day you are supposed to be so happy welcoming back dagger squad from their deployment. You stood with penny and she seen the upset face on yours and she rubbed your back. She has absolutely been there for you. She has been a literal angel. If it wasn’t for her then you don’t know how you would’ve made it the last 4 weeks without your husband.

The plane finally lands and you immediately spot your pilot. Jake. He smiles his big grin and takes his toothpick out of his mouth and you run up to him.

He picks you up and spins you around planting a kiss on your lips.

“Oh how I have missed those beautiful lips of yours.” He says while putting your feet gently back on the ground.

“I have missed your more you have no idea. C-can we talk when we get home?” You ask. You just have no idea why your so nervous. This was supposed to be the day you told him he was gonna be a father. But instead your body failed you.

The drive back home was silent and just so long. It never took this long before. The road just felt like it kept going. He finally pulled into y’all’s driveway. He picked you up bridal style and walked you through y’all’s doorway to your couch.

That’s when he seen them. The tests. He looked at you shocked.

“Don’t get to excited I just didn’t know how else to tell you. I was pregnant but then I started to bleed today was the day we was supposed to go to the dr. I’m so sorry my body failed us.” I looked down at my lap with tears threatening to come out.

He took my hands and helped me in his lap as I cried.

“Oh baby. This is not your fault I promise you that. Don’t you ever think that. Im here for you sweetie. Just let it out.” He rubbed my back.

“I hated that I was here all by myself when it happened.”

“Im so sorry sweetie you could’ve called me.”

“I didn’t wanna distract you while you was gone.”

“Baby you are my wife. You will always distract me but for the good ways.” He smirked.

“I love you mister goofball.”

“I love you to darlin. We will start here and watch movies and eat all the take out you want.” He pulls a blanket on top of us and turns the tv on to your favorite show.

“We will get through this sweetie you got me baby.”

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I know this was very hard to read and to write. It doesn’t matter when it happened it still happened. This was very traumatic for me and my husband. We are still struggling with this. Just know it wasn’t your fault and that you are never alone. Please if you need anyone to talk to please reach out to me. If you want to.

[cornus27florida]

x"D IDK what's this anymore : Episode 147th The BBQ (Barbeque) part 1

-> no Patreon leak image for the change, I forgor where and I feel it will be nice to have Curtis in appron (actually not the first time, we seen once before when Nell warning him about Gwen going to the barn with were-spider Prez inside) - as the first image of the post. Also I want do simple for the change

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Curtis looked nice with an apron there, but Syrah - he definitely won’t wear that apron `kiss the cook` you prepared ahahahah. Also foods in Whitney’s slumber party really banging it, if only I didn’t need to watch my calories intake (and diseases histories in my family lineage) - I’ll inhaled those perfectly cooked meat steaks, burger patties, french friends, cheeses and more! Also bag of chips sounds nice as well for warm welcome and nice barbeque >w<

Laverne really clings to Whitney ahahaha, very fluffy Llama kinda like a very warm and thick blanket that wrapped Whitney from his head to mid body with a very tight nuzzle there -> like many confused where Laverne's appendages where as it seems seeped inside to Whitney hahaha

Also nice to see NelLie again! and poor Renee, your best friend currently going to Pastel palace with likely headaches due to reading some diary in a rushing carriage without blinking there! -> Renee’s note kinda cute there:

Bernadette and the OP background character congratulating Prez’ that she didn’t turns to be were-spider this month, but Prez looks unhealthy (few waves of intense cramping and splitting headaches every minute of every day) - I really hope that she won’t be turned to be were-spider anytime, because that cursed transformation makes her uncontrollable unlike Monika when turned to be crow. Later on Prez looks healthy enough when giving a demonstration though.. so I think she kinda OK, and even if worse will happen (feels like want to enters period, I think the answer is for her taking the delaying period pills again -> the side effects could be much worse, but the most important thing is Prez could keep her mind and avoids to do things that uncontrollable for her (like, I know some wished for Leland to be killed by Prez in cursed form or something, but that’s not the answer as making Prez a murderer (even though we know how evil Leland is) will affecting her really greatly in bad ways).

Now Frederick’s time! Poor the tiniest prince with the tiniest voice and his worst enemy: terrifying skill of communication - and I try to react his interactions with CPC members in parts ; with the trio (Abbi, Syrah, Monika), Saffron, and Prez.

A) With the trio Abbi, Syrah, Monika: Frederick hesitated because he thinks he’ll ruin the good mood of them during the slumber party, but turns out they are also missing and wondering about Gwen’s too that hasn’t shown up since ‘the romantic, end-of-the-night rendezvous. Syrah’s comment ``We get it, you two lovebirds are probably making out every day and we’re not gonna pry`` makes me giddy in chuckles. But IG the misunderstanding with the trio due to Frederick’s reply in tomato face, ``I haven’t seen her at all! I’ve been locked in a dungeon by my dad ever since the gala!`` → made the trio think the reason that Frederick locked up is due to being grounded because something too intimate makes Frederick and Gwendolyn need to be separated.. <Hence the blushing face of the trio espc from Monika there> 

Oh boi, if only that’s the case but the locked up is literal punishment by Leland to Frederick’s “failures” and to make sure he won’t mess things up again - This my attempt to find excuse of the somewhat seeming OOC-ness of the trio to not thinking that Frederick being locked up seriously, they simply misunderstanding things espc after Frederick outburst with red face telling that he never seen Gwen since the gala due to being locked up by his dad

B) With Saffron -> thanks a lot for being supportive, bro!

Sorry I have nothing much to say because it's distracted to Saffron's heart-shaped 'tattoo' - RIP Saffron's first date ;-;

C) With Prez -> sadly Prez still not grabbing the situation, but one thing I love is we finally have more deeper interactions between her and Frederick (like, I am counting the days when Frederick realizes from Prez retelling that Gwen shackled her own self-worth's opinion to him and his love - similar to what Lilyth does to Jackie) - she even saying things that total opposite of what Frederick used to hear (small, weak boy).

Well at least Frederick won't be throw up vomiting due to being 'flipped over by princesses' because he likely been days starved by Leland at the prison *smiling sadly in anguish*

=========================================== Theory's ramble portion - is about Frederick to his brothers

Frederick trying to explain that he ruined everything with Gwen (as he thinks he's the sole reason of all of her pains and sadness, when we know things actually more complex than that : blaming solely Frederick isn’t the answer) and there’s fights between Pastel princesses and Plaid princes - that he thinks because the awful thing that he did when first meeting Gwen (calling her ugly), but CPC already knew it - so it’s the reason why he got attacked when first meeting CPC

The trio still thinking Frederick misunderstanding things, but one thing is clear: he finally connected the dots of the reason Gwendolyn is the part of the CPC (ran down after crying heard that she’s called ugly - into the forest and stumbled upon CPC ‘really kind people that helped her in a lot of ways’ + Gwen confronted about it to him once already, but due to their poor communication skill - Gwen cutting the confrontation speeches while Freddie thinks she confronted him due to pulling off to cliff not the awful comment) and why CPC is so hostile towards him the first time they’re meet -> Agreed with comment that Freddie isn’t playing dumb during CPC intruder arc), he’s just truly dumb there (but to be fair on idiocy level, he’s smarter than Jackie because he realized what’s wrong about their love interest much quicker and also more aware of things around) TvT

 Poor Frederick sprawled in the ground part 1

When Abbi reassure Freddie to chills out and forget everythings the night (even handed a bag of chips, that later on be comedic aspect as breathing bag for Freddie who got panic attack later on), Frederick stands up instantly and exclaimed there’s no time to chill - as Leland, Blaine, and Lance are on their way to Pastel palace to do something to the Pastel Princesses. He doesn’t know because purposely not getting in the plan, but I hope the conversations in the prison could helps Frederick to connecting dots which are; Leland want Frederick to stay back so his plan won’t be ruined anymore [but here we are with Frederick out there, the catalyst of Leland’s plan breakage], coming to the Pastel kingdom tonight is considered ‘an errand’ but there’s troop involved, everything that Plaid kingdom do is for power - the all-knowing power/the Omniscient Clam, the big event is tomorrow at Corduroy canyon and Frederick will be included.

The engagements were fake (told by Leland actually, and we know Blaine and Lance doesn’t give definite answer to how they actually feeling for the Princesses) -an act `of affections for few princesses`, their relationships for Leland is just some scheme for Plaid kingdom’s power grab → actually we know it’s more petty obsession to wrecking Jack 

his brother told him themself, for the power grab by Leland

That’s one thing that Frederick (and us readers as well) could misunderstand, does Blaine and Lance really couldn’t care less about an alliance between the Pastel and the Plaid kingdom - or about Frederick? As at the Gala, CPC teamed up with Blaine and Lance to stop the bullies to harassing him.. but there’s concern which could make it or break it the piece of trust that Frederick to his brothers, which as the followings that Syrah said;

`Frederick's a part of the Plaid kingdom, and we'll rip the limbs off of anyone who interferes with the Plaid kingdom`

Because that statement will strengthen Frederick’s trust _if_ Blaine and Lance considers him as their precious little brother Poor, but will breaking the trust in dust _if_ Frederick spat out to not being part of Plaid’s kingdom anymore <which I feel the latter is likely that will happen due to me tend to be pessimistic, and Blaine that likely spat out that while Lance keep silent again/could he finally stands up for his lil’ bro?

-> Learning that CPC+Blaine+Lance might kill the bullies, Frederick fell to panic attack again and wondering if the bullies even still alive (imho doesn’t matter, as long the bullies out of the sight and never appears again)

Frederick sprawled in the ground part 2

===========================================I also want to talk about 2 biggest cockblocker in CPC history told in this episode: Saffron's cursed hand (fanon named: Thaddeus) & Curtis (for WhitnErnia ship) - haha poor them

Welp well like what Whitney's feeling, I feel now enough. ADIOS

I am leaving but if anyone want to interact anything be it comment - reblog - or anything, I am still there ><

[distractedpebble]

Well, it's been a while since I've had a long rant and I'm in a lot of pain today so indulge me.

I'm going to be discussing medical issues, including periods and pseudoscience below the cut, so feel free to skip if you don't want to read it.

If you've been following me for a bit, You've probably seen my complaints about periods and endometriosis. One of the things that fascinates me is people who fall into believing pseudoscience and the people who push supplements as a cure-all. Recently, my mother has started pushing this idea that I just need to rub castor oil on my stomach and that will cure my endometriosis. Where did she learn this? A short video on Facebook.

Listen, I'm not here to bash people who believe alternative things, in fact, I'm here to say I understand.

As I'm laying here in the worst pain I've felt in a while, only able to type this long post in the periods between the spasms and immense pain, I understand why people want to believe in cures like that. I wish it was as simple as just rubbing an oil on my stomach, I wish that any of the cures my mother has sent me over the years would work. It would be so much easier than fighting with doctors time and time again to leave the office disappointed and feeling like I'm being ignored. I'm running out of birth control options and I'm afraid of what happens when there's nothing left for me to try. Do I just get ignored? Treated like I'm faking it?

And there are predatory people out there who would capitalize on that. In fact, I've tried many of the things my mother has suggested. I've tried doTERRA oils, vitamin supplements, and anything else because I'm desperate. But none of it actually works.

But my concern, especially with my mother, is that these short videos that she's watching start leading to worse places. I live far away from my parents now but my brother has told me that my mother has stayed up all night watching these videos on her phone that get closer and closer into conspiracies, including alt right conspiracies.

I know what it feels like to have doctors ignore you, tell you that you're faking it, that "cramps don't get that bad," but I also know that doesn't mean that I should trust some random person online who's selling some supplements or some course on how to hypnotize yourself into not having Endo anymore or whatever. But I just wish it was easier to explain that to my mom and people like her.

[lebretdonna]

no feeling I have ever experienced was more brutal than jealousy, no feeling has ever made me reach a psychotic anger as jealousy, no feeling has broke my heart this year and ever as much as jealousy, jealousy ached me harsher than any physical pain I have ever had, more than period cramps, more than when I broke a bone, more than any form of self-harm, nothing... And the worst part is that my jealousy was justified all along, being told straight to my face that other woman's personality and interests is better than me, complementing her bare legs and telling me I am only insecure because I don't dress and look like her, going on dates and cooking and spending all day with her, sharing a drink and a cigarette as well sharing saliva, ghosting me and still going out with her and talking to her while I was neglected and given the silent treatment, the moment I knew that he was still going out with her while neglecting me both my heart and my throat ached and cried instantly, filming him like he's on a date with her with fucking jazz music at the background, begging him to tell her to stop hugging him for my comfort and still breaking up with me rather than risking their "friendship", and bragging that once he hangs up on me he will go on a train of call and trash talking me with her, and choosing her over and over again till this day, being screamed at and scolded infront of her and eventually choosing her sent me to the edge, to an actual mental breakdown and eventually choosing her and hanging up on me, always being there for her especially on her birthday and his while I was neglected communication and love, where I spend all my birthdays alone and most of my days alone waiting for a lousy text while he's having the time of his life with other woman, who she treats like a boyfriend not a fucking friend, the heart ache and the tears streaming from remembering this, it feels fucking lonely to not be chosen by the person you loved the most, the person I jeopardised all my relationships for him without asking, it fucking kills me that I am an option not a borderline necessity for someone who claimed he never loved anyone but me and yet I was treated poorly and neglected at the first whore he knew

I am not selfish or a villian for not responding to his lazy heartless messages, I was crying and having a mental breakdown because of him and he still didn't give a fuck, if she ever needs him he'll be there in a second and spend a whole day with her to comfort her and buy her a fucking meal and not call her a fucking cow like what he said to me, he defended her everytime I talk about her, what about me? What about the times I begged to not be talked poorly like that? Why wasn't he there when I needed him the most especially that he's the one that was the reason I crashed mentally like that? I really wish I died and overdosed as he wished rather than living and bearing all this shit, I wish he never saved me and I continued increasing my dose rather than getting back to him and watch him kill me spiritually, he never cared, he only pretended, I don't need his fucking fake pity, he wouldn't have put me in this position if he ever loved me, he would choose me over any fucking whore if he ever loved me, but he never did, he never fucking did and my eyes are too sore from crying it out, I hate myself for letting it affect me enough to put me in bed for a month while my face got inflammed from all the tears I shed, I prayed a god I don't believe in to stop this gut wrenching pain in my heart, I didn't even pray for him when I was going to surgery because I had much higher survival rates than the fucking pain I have been feeling for months and is only getting worse this month, I would go through chemotherapy if that what it takes to take this love and hurt out of my love and leave a room for a man who would actually choose me and not let me feel jealous or depressed or worthless for a second

[mauvefayette6]

heyy! I was wondering if you could do a Todd Anderson x fe!male

I read your rules I fully respect them but idk if you find this rather awkward but here goes nothing.

*stands up on desk*

Todd Anderson x fe!male reader- readers on her period and she feels completely awful, bad- HORRID cramps! can't even move her legs. Todd is a sweetheart in this! pls?

Just a oneshot- if you do onshots, if not hc are good. even if its short, idc. Love your writing! ur amazing!

thx

Period. [ Todd Anderson/fem!Reader ]

TW/CW: Reader is on her period/talk of blood/ she/her pronouns are used!

of course this is one of the plots that are set in the 50s bcs yk i just do it thag way sometimes. There is 0 shame in being a menstruating person! But in the 50s that was a different story! So that will be shown here in the story of course if wanted I could do a similar story but have it be modern!

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You sat at the library, you were studying for an upcoming exam in Trig. You took in a deep breath when it was announced that it was lights out.

You stood up when a rush of something went down. Your heart dropped when you realized that your menstrual cycle started. Your eyes widened as you checked the chair for a sign of a stain.

You sighed in relief when you saw nothing. You groaned before deciding to deal with this later. Your period usually was tamed and not at all messy. If you could get a pad from your roommate everything will be better.

Walking up the stairs the uncomfortableness of the feeling bugged you.

“Please, not right now.” You cried as you rushed up the steps and into your dorm room.

Your roommate gave you a confused look as you began searching all your things for anything!

“What’s going on?” Your roomie asked as you nervously sighed.

“I just started the curse,” you whispered here eyes widened. “I can’t find anything!”

“I have like one extra in my closet hidden behind my clothes!” She quickly got up and began to search her closet.

She found it and handed it to you with a gleeful smile.

“A life savor!” You hugged her before quietly and quickly walking out of your room and into the ladies restroom.

After the whole fiasco was over you decided to turn in for the night. Getting into your nightclothes you shut down for the night.

The worry of what you’re going to do with your problem haunting you.

The next morning you woke up with the absolute worst cramp humanly possible.

You held your stomach as you began to softly sobbed.

“You alright?” Your roomie asked as you shook your head. “Want me to go to the nurse? I can ask for some medication?”

“Could you? I have to get up for this stupid Trig exam,” you deeply sighed the realization that you would have to put up with this horrible sensation all day.

Your roommate quickly rushed to get some medication, anything would be helpful.

She came back in with a Tylenol and a cup of water. “This is all she would give me.”

You gave her an appreciative smile before taking them. “I just hope this keeps me alive for at least the rest of the day.”

Sighing you got up and the rush of blood came down as you held your stomach.

“I wish they did more to help the menstruating population of Welton.” Your roommate sighed as you two began the journey to class.

“Ha! Welton doesn’t care about us. We are only here because the parents insisted the girls get the same education as the boys,” you mumbled.

“Hey!” The cheery voice of none other then your boyfriend Todd Anderson smiled as he approached you.

“Hey! Good morning Todd,” you smiled as he hugged you.

“You okay?” He asked and you shrugged.

“Just some personal problems, no biggie,” you laughed as a terrible cramp began. You had to hold the smile so he wouldn’t notice.

“You sure? You look like you could use a cig,” he laughed.

“She said she was fine Todd, now stop insisting!” Your roomie shouted angrily.

“Oh…” Todd awkwardly smiled as the walk to Trig was silent and tense.

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Class was over as you survived day one of your cycle.

“It wasn’t that bad!” You smiled as a cramp began. You groaned in pain as you and your roommate walked to the dorm room.

“You looked like you were in awful pain the entire time.” Your roommate said and you rolled your eyes.

“Probably because I was in absolute pain,” you mumbled as you two entered the dorm room. “I don’t even know if I have the energy for any studying or doing any homework!”

“You should rest, maybe I could go get another Tylenol from the nurse,” she smiled as you shook your head.

“I’m just going to take a quick nap to sleep away the pain.” You mumbled as you got into bed and shut off for the night.

You woke up the next morning, day two of your cycle to the most excruciating pain you have ever felt. It felt like knives were being impaled onto your stomach.

“You okay?!” Your roommate asked as she rushed to your side. You shook your head quickly.

“Tylenol will not help this,” you cried hugging yourself tighter as the pain increased.

“You have to stay in bed!” Your roommate said as she looked at you.

“I-I can’t! I have to go to class!” You groaned as you kept your eyes shut.

“Please, I will explain to the nurse and see if she can do anything about this.” Your roommate rushed out the room as you laid there holding your stomach.

You heard a knock before someone entered.

“You okay?” The sweet voice of Todd Anderson whispered. “I just saw Gregoria rush out the room.”

“I’m swell! Just not feeling my best!” You tried your best to keep a happy smile on your face as you turned to look at him.

“You don’t look amazing…” He whispered as he crouched besides you. He felt your forehead, “it isn’t fever.”

“Todd, darling, you’ll be late for class if you don’t rush over there right now.” You mumbled facing him.

“I’d much rather stick by your side then go to class.” He smiled.

In that moment your roommate barged in, “The nurse said she’ll talk to the professors and suggested that you stay in bed!” Her expression dropped when she saw Todd.

“What’s wrong with her?” He asked and Gregoria shook her head refusing to say.

“Todd, I’m on my period and the cramps are seriously killing me,” you whispered holding his hand. His dace went bright red as he nodded his head in understanding.

“My mom takes this tea when she was you know.. on her period.” He smiled as he caressed your hair. “I can sneak and make you a cup of it.”

“That would be lovely, I’m staying in bed all day.” You laughed as you turned and looked at him caressing his cheeks and bringing him in for a kiss.

“Well, I guess this is the que for me to go to class. I’ll share my notes for each class… For both of you of course.” She smiled before excusing herself.

“You really don’t have to stay here, you still have time to be in class…” You whispered even though you hoped he would refuse and stay by your side.

“Nonsense, I can’t leave my girlfriend to lay by herself in pain,” he laughed as he kissed you again.

“You’re so lovely Todd,” you whispered bringing him in for another lovely kiss.