#and then there's come the period cramps 😫

[pixiedust111]

[lymtw]

hello hello! i don’t know if you’re comfortable with writing this, but if so are you open to writing a toji x reader fic involving period sex? thank you!!! and p.s. i love your writing 😫❤️

A/N: Thank you for reading my works ☺️🫶🏼 I am totally comfortable writing this! I should really put up a post with my do's and don't's. I'll get to that as soon as I find the motivation 😃👍

Thank you for sending in this request 💙

| cw: period sex |

You don't like making a scene out of that time of the month when it comes to spending time with Toji. You don't like mentioning it to him, so whenever he wants to start removing clothes with you during that time, you always make up some excuse. You say you're not in the mood or that you're too tired or that you can help him out, but that's all, and thank god he never pushes it. He would rather take what you offer him or suck it up and bear the horniness in silence, than make you uncomfortable.

Toji knows the basics of basics of menstruation. He knows that you bleed out of your vagina for a few days, and that often times, it's an uncomfortable and painful time for your body. He knows that the fluctuations of your hormones brings on mood swings, and that you have to buy certain products to prevent you from getting blood everywhere.

"Ma," he calls, as soon as he walks through the door of your apartment. He's holding a bag of food in each of his hands. Food that you were craving and requested for him to pick up once he finished his job. Your door was unlocked so he knows you're not out, but you didn't answer him. He put the food down on the dining room table and went on to look for you. He didn't have to look too hard, because you were in your bedroom, the first room he checked.

"Doll?" He calls, again. "I brought the food you asked for. Don't you wanna eat?" He watches you from the doorway. You look down, very much so, and he knows there's something wrong because you answered him with the smallest shake of your head. He hates seeing you all curled up and seemingly lifeless like this. Your body is drowned by one of his hoodies and you're wearing your baggiest sweatpants. Though it looks comfortable, it's way too hot for you to be so covered up. He makes his way over to your bed and sits beside you. "What's up, mama? Why aren't you hungry, anymore?" He gently squeezes your hip a couple times, hoping maybe it'll make you turn to face him, but you don't. You stay curled up.

"My stomach hurts," you say, unsure of whether he heard you or not. All you know is that if he asked you to repeat yourself, you wouldn't out of frustration. You would just shake your head and go back to hurting in silence.

"Did you eat something bad?" He pauses, a small smile curling onto his lips as something else comes to mind. "Baby... have you eaten anything at all, today?" He knows sometimes you forget to eat because you get so distracted by everything else you have going on, and that pit in your stomach often makes you nauseous.

"No, it's not that. I'm on my period." You internally cringe at the use of the word. Despite the power behind being able to put up with this every single month, you can't help but feel fragile and weak at the thought of letting Toji in on it.

"Oh, doll... You should've told me this before. I would've showed up with much fuller hands." He lays on his side, and wraps his body around yours. His leg goes over yours and his hand goes beneath your hoodie and presses against your stomach. "So, your guts are mad that I didn't put a baby in you?" He says, into your back.

"Yeah, a bit," you say, thinking of the stomach clutching cramps you've had for the past couple hours.

"Damn, that's terrible. What about you, huh? Are you mad that I didn't put a baby in you?" He asks, a smile on his lips forming through the unserious question.

You can't deny that, occasionally, you've wondered what your DNA would look like mixed with Toji's in the form of a child. You always envision the cutest little boy with Toji's intense, green eyes and your beautiful hair, and Toji's sharp nose, and your pretty skin tone. You think of how much you would love him, and how you would take on that role of being a devoted and loving mother. You think of how attached you would become to the little munchkin, enough to assume that you would be the one crying on his first day of school, not your child.

"Of course not. I'm not ready to be a mom," you respond, lowly.

Toji would be lying if he said he didn't see himself having kids with you. He often imagines how you would look holding a baby girl that shares a mixture of his and your features. Part of him hopes that your graceful beauty shines, prominently, through those tiny features, but he also knows that it wouldn't be the end of the world if the child ended up looking more like him. To see you holding a mini him would heal something that runs deep in his soul. Regardless of whether your child looks like him or you or it's the perfect blend of both of you, he knows that he'll be begging to cradle them again and again, even if they are the reason he'll be losing sleep. He'll lunge towards them when they stumble and fall, he'll soothe them when they can't sleep, and he'll bear with the messiness and the unstable emotions.

"Good, 'cause..." he sighs and coils even tighter around you. You're starting to feel hot with all those heavy layers on and the additional source of heat that clings to you from behind. "I need to keep you to myself for a much longer while. I can't imagine sharing you with someone else." He smiles when you laugh quietly at the small poke offered to your stomach. "At least, not right now, 'kay?"

"Yeah, okay," you respond, genuinely glad that he feels the way he does. You don't feel ready to take that enormous step either.

"I know that means your periods will keep coming every month, but I can help you in any way you ask me to. You just have to let me know, mama." His voice conveys sincerity and concern. He's serious about you, but he can't stand being shut out like this on things that pertain to your wellbeing.

You wiggle out of his hold and flip over to face him. You smile at him as best you can, despite the storm you feel in your stomach.

"You look small, doll." He chuckles at the way you bring a sleeved hand towards his face. The sleeves of his hoodie are enormous and puffy around your arms.

"Yeah... your sweater was the only thing that was helping, earlier. I felt like the cramps were gonna kill me so I curled up in this because it smells like you."

His smile is so soft. He loves hearing that he was your best source of comfort while you were in pain. "Well, i'm here, now, so you can take that off and curl up with the real thing."

"Mm..." you drop your hand to his chest. "This is keeping me warm and it fits huge on me, so i'm comfortable."

"Come on. I'm warmer and I fit so much bigger on you than this." He grabs the material of his sweater and extends it away from your waist, before letting it go and watching it melt back into a bulky pile on you. "Yeah, this is nothing compared to me, doll. When i'm on top of you, you completely disappear."

You sigh, as if he isn't tempting you at all, but you can already picture the warmth of his body heat and it sounds absolutely divine. "Fine, fine," you grumble, sitting up to pull off the enormous blanket you had been wearing for the past three hours and tossing it towards the end of your bed.

"So, that's why you didn't wanna take it off?" He's no better than the strangers who ogle your body when he takes you out for a date night. Your chest is holding his attention like a puppy with its favorite toy.

"Told you I was comfortable," you say, fixing the twisted strap of your bra before laying back down.

"Did you not want me to see you like this?" He asks, feeling the bare skin of your waist beneath his palm.

"I just feel really gross, Toji. I showered twice and I still feel like I stink, my skin isn't clear, and my body hurts. I never want you to see me this way, but I can't stay away from you every time I go through this."

He sees this as the perfect moment for him to become your heat radiating weighted blanket, and he seizes the opportunity, splaying over you like a net before contracting his limbs around you. He really is bigger than that hoodie with the way he makes your entire body vanish beneath his.

"This..." you laugh, the sound coming out a little choppy due to the newly added weight. "...is much better," you say, your voice a little strained.

"Listen," he says. What he wants to say to you is really important, and he needs you to absorb the information as clearly as possible, so he thinks it's best if his lips are right beneath your ear, just so you don't miss a word he says. "You smell reallyyy good, but you shouldn't be scrubbing your skin raw with too many showers. Also, I didn't even notice the little pimples on your skin 'til you pointed them out. Not that it matters to me, but your skin will clear up in a couple days." He grins at the little giggles that leave you and the slight shake of your shoulders that accompany the sound. "And about the pain... just tell me what you need and I'll get it for you. Anything but a heating pad, because I like whaling on you like this." He pulls away and takes note of the beaming smile on your face. "You heard all of that, right?" He asks, making sure you're not just letting his words go over your head.

"Mhm." You hum, in response. Your hands cup his jaw and pull him closer to you. You pause when he's mere centimeters away from you and just look up at him, adoration clear in your eyes. His gaze flits between your eyes and your lips. You've always been so enticing and appealing to him, regardless of the nonsensical remarks you make about yourself. Toji has every intention of proving that he'll love you the same all the time. This time of the month is no exception.

With a lick to his bottom lip, he takes the leap and kisses you first. You smile as his lips move slowly and gently in tandem with yours. You feel a lot better with Toji around. It feels like he actually melted away your cramps with his presence. You can enjoy him because the pain in your stomach isn't as intense anymore.

He can feel the change in pace of your affection. You're kissing him faster, your hands are balling up the back of his shirt, and your breathing is getting heavier. He decides to take it step further and slides his hands beneath the cups of your bra.

"Does that hurt?" He asks, knowing that it's possible that your breasts feel tender.

"Not at all. Please, keep going. You can even squeeze a little harder," you say, a small laugh following.

"Alright, baby. You wanna take your bra off so I can get in there real good?"

You're a little nervous about where this is headed. You can feel the neediness growing between your thighs, and him touching your breasts like that is only fueling the flame. You don't know if he's innocently trying to soothe the tenderness that vanished a day before the waterfall of blood began or if he's just trying to cop a feel. All you know is that it feels good and that it's a risky decision to take your bra off even if you've already decided to remove it.

"Yeah, I'll take it off," you say, using your elbows to assist you in sitting up. He sits back on his knees as you reach behind you, towards the clasps of your bra. You take a little longer when you notice how he's staring at your chest in anticipation, practically hypnotized as he waits for you to free your tits. You swear you saw his tongue peek out to lick his bottom lip. Those naturally bright eyes of his are dark, the color almost entirely swallowed whole by his enlarged pupils. You have to try not to laugh at how strong his focus is as the cups slide down your chest and the strap ride down your arm.

"Fuuuck, look at you." He's practically drooling as he reaches his hand out to touch. He instantly feels the warmth and softness of your right breast engulf his hand. "You've got a really pretty body, doll. You know I love taking care of it," he purrs, crawling back onto you. You're pushed back onto the bed. Your head falls into the pillows, and you're instantly surrounded by Toji. He leans down, his lips brushing over your jaw while his hands busy themselves with your breasts. "You can't scare me off with a little bit of blood, pretty girl. You can't scare me off at all," he murmurs, letting his lips roam towards your neck. He rolls your buds between his fingers, smirking at the way you shudder at the more intense stimulation. "That feel good?" He asks, hearing the low hums coming from you.

"Mhm... it does." Your cunt throbs with need as he continues tweaking your nipples, brushing them with his thumbs, rolling them with index fingers before pressing them a little. He sucking on that sensitive spot on your neck, really putting in the work to make you want him, badly. "T-Toji..." you whimper.

"Yeah, I know, sweet girl. Just wanna help you feel better." A deep chuckle rumbles through his chest at the feeling of you squeezing your thighs around his waist, chasing friction for your needy cunt. "Need some help with that? Want me to rub your little clit?"

You're too distracted by the pleasure you derive from grinding against his lower abdomen to notice his hand leaving one of your breasts and trailing down your stomach. Just as his fingers go beneath the waistband of your sweatpants, you snap out of your daze.

"No, wait- That's dirty," you say, scooting backwards.

"What are you talking about?" He asks, rhetorically. "It's a part of you. I don't care if any part of me gets covered in your blood."

You look away from him, flustered by his admission. You've never allowed him to touch you down there while you're on your period. This might have been the first time you've directly told him about it, too, so before then, he was just left to assume.

"I'm not a pea brained little boy, and you're not gross for this, baby. Just let me help you feel better."

You contemplate it for a few seconds. You've never done it like this before. The mess would be extreme. You'll be overthinking the things that run through his mind the entire time. Would you even be capable of getting into the mindset necessary to enjoy it when you're so worried about what Toji's thinking?

"Please, mama. Let me make you feel good." He runs a hand over your shin, hoping to soothe your nerves about this.

Your thoughts were starting to loop from how much you were overthinking it. A whole lot of 'what is Toji going to think?' and 'what if he can't go through with it after seeing all of it?' swirling around in your head. The thoughts were going nowhere but down, so you eventually just let yourself go. "Okay," you respond. "Can I just have a minute before we..." you raise your brows, allowing the gesture to finish your sentence.

"Yeah, of course. Take your time." He retracts his hand, allowing you to rise off the bed and make your way to the bathroom.

You're nervous. You don't know what would compel Toji to want to do something like this. You'll accept that it's for your benefit, but what does he gain from this apart from getting a blood covered dick? You know he won't put on a condom. He practically whines every time you tell him to either put a condom on or pull out. Neither of those options are viable for him, so he sweet talks you until you let him go in raw and cum inside you. He always thanks you for staying on birth control. His appreciation is genuine, too. It's not just some douchey speech where he says 'thank you for taking pills so I don't have to stress about cumming inside you'. It's a real, hug and kiss, 'I love you' deserving, appreciation.

You walk out of the bathroom after removing your menstrual product, wearing just the panties you had on and your darkest colored towel wrapped around your hips. That pair of underwear is not your prettiest pair, so you're fine with ruining them so that you don't ruin your carpet on your walk back to the bed.

"Everything alright?" Toji asks, eyes glued on you the second the bathroom door opened.

"Yeah. All good," you assure, sitting on the edge of the bed. You felt as anxious as you did the first time you and Toji had sex together. It was visible in the way you kept your eyes on your folded hands and how you toyed with your thumbs.

"Don't be nervous, baby. It's just like every other time." He smiles at you as you continue to stare at your lap. "You wanna put the towel down?"

"Oh, yeah." The second the towel is unwrapped from your lower body, you feel your anxiety double, knowing that the stain on your underwear is visible. He can see you crossing your legs to try and hide the stain. It's cute, but futile, since he'll see it much more clearly in a few seconds. You're unnecessarily straightening the corners, as if the towel isn't going to be moving around once things get going.

"Good. Now, lay down for me," Toji instructs, the words making your heart drop. "Need you to get all comfortable."

You hesitantly crawl onto the towel and lay on your stomach, concealing the stain on the front of your underwear.

"Flip over, doll. Wanna look at that pretty face." He can tell you're doing everything you can to hide what he expected and already saw. You flip onto your back and cross your legs. "Come on, pretty girl. Don't be embarrassed. It's just me."

You sigh and uncross your legs. Seconds go by and your cheeks are scorching, embarrassment coursing through you so fluidly, not knowing that the sight makes Toji feral. The color, the fact that you're free bleeding and the stain is growing as time goes by, the shame it brings you from not being able to stop it. It's all going straight to his dick. It was already straining in his boxers, but now it's throbbing.

"Good girl," he praises, running his hands up and down your thighs. You feel hot under his gaze. He's not making his attention to your stained underwear subtle at all. You just want to put a pillow over your head and let him do what he has planned.

"You're so cute," he says, reaching a hand towards the loud color between your thighs. He feels the warm wetness beneath his thumb as he tests the waters and rubs your clit through the scarlet tainted garment. He watches you squirm at the touch, your stomach rising and falling erratically at the stimulation. "So warm, baby." He can see the color adhering to the edges of his thumb as he continues to stroke your throbbing clit.

"Toji..." you gasp.

"Yeah, baby. I know."

The smallest pinch between your brows appears as the stimulation continues. It's slow enough to keep you comfortable, but you want more, so you attempt to trap his hand between your thighs so that you can get off on it.

"Open, doll. Keep your pretty legs open for me." He grins at the shuddered breath you release as you release his hand.

"P-Please, Toji. Please, more," you whimper, feeling yourself get closer and closer to your peak.

He's notices how the blood reached higher up the front of your underwear. Right over where he's rubbing your clit, the material is soggy beneath his fingers.

"I'm gonna make you cum all you want, but not like this," he says, abruptly stopping the movement of his fingers. He bows forward and kisses from your slightly heaving mid-center to your lower abdomen. The irony smell of your blood is heavier as he nears the elastic of your panties.

"Let's get these off," he murmurs, hooking his fingers into the garment. Your heart is racing all over again at the thought of him seeing the whole thing, uncensored. The uncontrollable drip of your blood, the messy aftermath of it being smeared and played with by his fingers over the thin barrier of your underwear. It's not presentable, compared to what he got from you every moment before this one. Far from it, but he proceeds with his fearless curiosity, dragging your panties down your hips and thighs, above your knees and swiftly down the rest of the way. He puts them down beside you on the towel before carrying on with you.

In no way would he ever try to embarrass you over something like this, especially since he knows you're more emotionally sensitive right now and even the smallest amount of teasing might hit a little harder than intended. He looks at the overload of red smeared all over your cunt, on the folds, lathered over and through your slit, and streaked over your inner thighs. All he can think about is how cursed you must feel every once in a while to have to go through this every month. He's not stupid enough to think alike to those men who say they would bear the pain a lot better than women and that it's nothing compared to being kicked in the balls. He would take the pain for you in a heartbeat, but since science hasn't progressed so far to make that option a reality, he'll do what he can to help you in other ways.

You watch, intently, as Toji observes what he's seen plenty of times before. You feel different from every one of those times, despite him telling you that this time will be no different. You feel like your heart is about to lurch from your chest because all he's doing is looking. You know it's unappealing. You would give yourself to him entirely clean in this moment if you could.

"I wanna bury my face in there so badly. You know that?" He's so hard at the sight. His dick is twitching at the thought of using his tongue to clean you up. "I'll make it up to you in a couple days," he says, working his constricting boxers off. "Gonna feast on you. Hold these pretty thighs back when you try to crush my skull."

You don't think you've ever felt so withheld by him. Here he is, about to fuck you during one of the few days you refrain from letting him touch you this way, while talking about how badly he wants to devour you. You wouldn't call it unfair of him to tease you with this promise, he just has no other choice. Normally, his mouth is the first thing he gives you when things are getting hot and heavy, but for now, he can only use that mouth to kiss you and verbalize his desire.

"Don't look so nervous, doll," he says, his voice honeyed and his touch gentle on your skin, like he's shooing away all those negative thoughts that threaten your ability to enjoy this. "This is me taking care of you."

Toji did a good job of making you forget that this wasn't just normal sex. You were fed assurance, visually, audibly, and tactically. The second he thrusted into you and felt your incredibly warm and wet walls cling around him, his gaze darted up to meet your eyes. He looked back down for a split second when his hips pulled back, just to see the way you coated his shaft.

He understands that this is intense for you, that you're presenting yourself in a vulnerable state to him, but he's determined to make you understand that he will always try for you. It comes down to him knowing your wants and needs, and when they aren't so transparent, he counts on you to trustfully tell him about the things he can't openly assume.

He's overly generous with your pleasure, going on and on for you, chasing your orgasms with no intention of stopping until you tell him you've had enough. "Come on..." he groans, a deep chuckle following when he sees the way your arms are thrown over your face. "Come on, doll. Give me some attention." He's saying this because he's about to cum, again. He wants to look at you as he spews another load into you. He wants to see the expression on your face when you feel his cum overfill you, again. You lift your arms above your head and expose the way your chest heaves even more to him, but more importantly, the weary and glassy eyes he loves so much.

"Yeah, fuck... Just give me those eyes for a while, gorgeous." He's panting and his hips are stuttering as he stares you down, his lust-filled gaze giving you the illusion of being pressed into the mattress. One hand splays over your waist while the other focuses on nudging at your clit.

The added stimulation makes you jolt beneath his touch. It's heavenly and you want more, and you're right there. "F-Fuck... Fuck, please... Please!" you beg, feeling like you're melting beneath his touch. Your nails dig into the pillow beneath your head in an attempt to stay still for him.

"I know, mama. I know. I got you," he coos through choppy breaths, rubbing your clit fast enough to have you squirming against him. He watches dazedly as fresh crimson decorates his fingertips, anew. The pace of his hips becomes sporadic with his own peak nearing. He's about to bust again with the way your gummy, lubricated walls snuggly wrap around him.

With just a couple more thrusts and the ongoing stimulation offered to your clit, you gush all over him again, a mixture of your cum and blood rushing out of you and onto him before dripping onto the towel beneath you. "Oh my- T-Toji, oh fuck!" Your back arches off the bed, your head thrown back into the pillow as you cry out in pure ecstasy.

Toji is pulling you into his quickened thrusts, putting your tired, pretty body to work so that he can finish, too. He's following after you just a minute later, a deep, growl-like groan leaving him as more of his thick cum is shot into your ruined cunt. His chest rises and falls, long, heavy breaths exhaled through his parted lips. his neck glistens with sweat and dampened strands of hair stick to his forehead.

"How are your guts?" He asks, his words still somewhat breathy as he works to recompose himself after pulling out of you.

"Good," you respond, echoing back that tiredness. "Out of place, but good. That... that did it. No more pain." You think that if you shut your eyes for longer than ten seconds, you'll doze off. As if Toji would let you wake up feeling dirtier than you did before you let him get his hands on you.

"Hey," he calls, tapping your outer thigh. You hum in disapproval of having to open your eyes again. "Doll, we have to get you cleaned up." He taps you again.

"Five minutes," you whine, shutting your eyes tightly before pulling the pillow out from beneath your head and throwing it over your face.

"None of the whining, mama. It's for the best and you know it." He doesn't go on because you don't respond, presumably dozed off. He pulls the pillow off your face and becomes the target of your pointed gaze when light floods your vision again. "I'm not gonna stop bugging you until you get up." He's fighting the urge to tease you about wanting a kiss for that alluring pout on your lips. "Don't you wanna take a nice and cool shower with me?"

"I'm stuck," you groan, exaggeratedly dropping your arm after your feigned weak attempt to move more than a couple inches. "Can't... move."

"Your level of drama outshines the best actors, doll. I see right through it."

You can't even hold back a giggle at that. You clutch your chest and continue on with the theatrics. "Ouch. My stomach doesn't hurt anymore, but there's suddenly a really sharp pain in my chest. So, this is what taken back love feels like, huh?"

Toji snickers at the sound of your pathetic words as he crosses the ends of the towel over your lower body. Once the towel is wrapped securely, his arm goes beneath your knees, and the other settles on your lower back. With one swift motion, he lifts you off the bed and starts for the bathroom. He knew you had no intention of moving on your own, so he took the initiative. "Now you're a poet? You would never make it through heartbreak poetry." He looks down at you with a sly grin. "You would be making it all up, because you know how much I love your dramatic self."

You laugh. "Yeah... i'll never be a heartbreak poet." You don't sound like you're at a loss at all. You said it with a smile on your face. You've never been more happy to have lost a path like that.

"That's too bad, isn't it?"

[m4nj1r0s]

Ran Haitani relationship headcannons

- Was probably only using you for entertainment, and was 100% planning on leaving you after about a month.

- Since you two weren’t serious in his mind, mf was a MENACE.

- Got you a COLD pack when you were on your period and had cramps.

- Like my Hanma post, gives bad girl advice to Rindou.

- “Girls prefer cold packs when they’re on their period, it helps the cramps.”

- Like a week before he was going to break up with you, he noticed a rival of his making lovey-dovey eyes at you. He postponed breaking up with you just to spite his rival.

- Was extra affectionate with you if he ever saw the guy JUST to be petty to the max but he found himself doing it privately too. And.. he liked it. Rindou helped him come to the conclusion he genuinely liked you!!

- But now you can’t leave him, ever :(

- You guys have dates where you just nap together. I’m not talking like you just came over and you two were bored so you took a nap. No, no, no like this is an actual PLANNED date. It’s marked on his calendar and everything as ‘date night’ with a bunch of hearts made with red sharpie. Ran probably gets Rindou to go out so you guys can have some peace and quiet.

- “Isn’t this nice, baby?”

- “I can feel you trying to interlock our toes.”

- Probably took Rindou a while to warm up to you, but the real ice breaker is when Rindou came home drunk whilst Ran was asleep so you guys played video games and did karaoke.

- Ran wanted to tear his hair out at Rindou’s singing but he said yours was like a lullaby. 🤗

- Probably has a picture of Nahoya and Souya that he throws darts at in his room. 😭😭

- If you’re shorter than him, he loves putting things you need on a high shelf so you have to ask him to get it.

- And he does this whilst you’re using it. ☹️

- Backfires when you just ask Rindou..

- Expects you to have his picture as your lock screen and refuses to put yours as his. His lock screen is a picture of his bed.

- When you got upset he refused to have your picture as his lock screen, he tried to make it up to you by taping a picture of you to his fighting baton.

- “This is practically the same thing, actually, it’s better! Would you rather I tape it to my uniform instead??”

- He’s genuinely asking.

- You’re saved in his phone as smth like “Honeycomb suckle sugar plum pumpkin pie ❤️💜🤍🤎💚🧡💝😫”

- Wants to learn a new language with you just so you guys can talk about stuff without Rindou eavesdropping (I hc Rindou has a bad habit of this).

- He is IMPOSSIBLE to wake up, like you could try everything and he would still be fast asleep.

- Literally the only thing that makes him wake up is the smell of breakfast or any food in general

- Has a black hole as a stomach (metaphorically)

- It’s cute since you guys can have that thing together where if you can’t finish your food he will just finish it for you :)

- Type of guy to lay on his side with a rose in his mouth and his head propped up with his hand when you come home from work or whatever with careless whisper playing on in the background

- Backfires when he cuts his lip with a thorn 😭

- “I’m never doing this romantic shit again.”

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I was debating making this a yandere hc post but it feels more of a normal one

It’s a pretty short hc post but I’m back now 🤭

And I will get to requests that are already in my ask box in the next few weeks, since it’s close to exam season for me 😓

[pedroscowgirl]

Random smutty drabble, so minors dni! And don't read if you're uncomfortable with period sex!!!

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Warnings: smut! Period fingering (with gloves on)

A/n: I love his hands, but man idk when he wears those gloves...it's so sexy for no reason😫maybe an insane take, but imagine being on your period and you're soo horny for him but he doesn't wanna be bothered by cleaning up your bloody mess so he grabs one of his gloves and fingers you

You can’t help but admire his hands. Those strong, capable hands that seem to command everything they touch. They’re gentle when needed, but there’s always a quiet power behind them. Every time you catch a glimpse of them, your mind wanders.

But when he wears those gloves… God, it’s something else. There's no real explanation for why it’s so sexy, yet the sight of him slipping them on sends a shiver down your spine. Maybe it’s the way they fit so perfectly, or how they make him seem even more in control. It's like the gloves highlight every precise movement, and you can’t stop thinking about how they’d feel against your skin.

You know it’s a bit wild, but you can’t shake the thought. It comes to you in waves, especially when you're feeling a little off—like now, when your period has you all over the place. The cramps, the discomfort, and yet the hunger for him is undeniable. You crave him so much it almost hurts.

He notices. He always notices. The way your eyes linger on him, the way you shift in place, trying to get comfortable while your body aches for him. But you know he’s not the type to be too eager about dealing with the bloody mess of it all. He has his work for that. So you brace yourself for the usual brush-off.

Instead, he surprises you.

Without a word, he pulls out one of those familiar white gloves. Your heart skips a beat as he slides it on, the soft leather stretching over his fingers, every movement deliberate and confident. He moves closer, his eyes locking onto yours, as if daring you to resist. But how could you?

He doesn’t wait. His gloved hand slides down your body, brushing against your thigh, the sensation sending sparks through you. Your breath hitches as his fingers find their way to your center, teasing you, knowing exactly how to drive you wild.

"You’re such a mess," he murmurs, voice low, but there’s something playful in his tone.

And then, he’s inside you, pushing past all your insecurities, all your hesitation. His fingers work you relentlessly, hard and fast, filling you up, until the only thing left in your mind is him. The gloves make it feel different, more intense somehow, every touch sharper, more precise. The friction, the sensation, the way his eyes never leave yours, it’s overwhelming.

You’re lost in it. Lost in him.

You grip his arm, holding on for dear life as he pushes you closer and closer to the edge. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow down, his focus entirely on you, reading every twitch of your body, every gasp, knowing just when to push and when to ease up.

Finally, when you can’t take it anymore, when the pressure inside you is about to explode, he brings you over the edge. Your body trembles beneath him, waves of pleasure crashing over you, leaving you breathless, spent, and entirely his.

And as he pulls back, removing the glove, he gives you a small, knowing smile. He never says it out loud, but you know—he loves watching you unravel for him.

[victoryverse]

simon with a gf who gets terrible pms and periods like moody af, horrible cramps etc.😫😭

it'd be nice if u add a bit of nsfw👀 but if u're not comfy w that it's ok

PMS Hell*

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You and Simon had been dating for a few months now, and things were going great. He was sweet, and caring, and always knew how to make you feel loved and special. But there was one time of the month that tested the strength of your relationship: your PMS and periods.

You lie in bed, clutching your stomach as another wave of cramps washes over you. Your boyfriend, Simon, stands by your side, rubbing your back and whispering soothing words. But even his comforting touch can't ease the pain you're feeling.

'Ugh, I hate this,' you groan, feeling the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. 'Why do I have to go through this every month?'

Simon sighs and wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer. 'I wish I could take your pain away,' he says softly, nuzzling his face into your neck.

'I know, but you can't,' you sniffle, feeling a wave of anger wash over you as you remember the reason for your pain - your period. 'Why did you have to give me such horrible PMS and periods?' you ask, looking up at Simon with accusing eyes.

Simon chuckles and kisses the top of your head. 'I didn't give it to you, love. It's just a natural part of being a woman.'

You let out a frustrated growl and push yourself away from him, sitting up on the bed. 'I hate feeling like this,' you mutter, feeling the anger bubbling up inside you. 'I'm so moody and emotional and I can't control it.'

'I know, baby,' Simon says, sitting next to you and gently taking your hand in his. 'But I love you, no matter what mood you're in.'

You let out a sigh and lean your head on his shoulder, feeling a sense of calm wash over you. Simon always knows just what to say to make you feel better, even when you're at your worst.

But as your period gets heavier and the cramps become more intense, your mood swings become even more extreme. One minute, you're yelling and snapping at Simon, and the next, you're telling him how much you love him and how lucky you are to have him.

Simon takes it all in stride, knowing that it's not really you, but the hormones messing with your mind. He just holds you close and lets you ride out the storm, patiently waiting for you to calm down.

But tonight, as you're lying in bed, cradled in Simon's arms, you feel a different kind of mood coming over you. You nodded, trying to hide how much pain you were in. But Simon could see right through your façade. He knew exactly what you needed.

Without saying a word, he stood up and lifted you onto his lap, positioning you so that you were straddling him. You could feel his hardening bulge against your core, and a wave of arousal washed over you. This was exactly what you needed to distract you from your cramps.

Simon's hands trailed up your thighs, pushing your skirt up to your waist. He leaned in to kiss you, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. Your hands tangled in his hair as you deepened the kiss, your hips grinding against his.

Simon lets out a low groan, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he starts to move with you.

You smirk and lean down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss, your hands roaming over his toned chest as you grind against him.

'Please, Simon,' you moan, feeling the heat pooling between your legs. 'I need you.'

With a smirk, he moves his hand down to your heat, his fingers finding your most sensitive spot and rubbing it in slow, circular motions. Your back bows off the bed as you let out a long, loud moan, your eyes rolling back into your head.

He continues to pleasure you with his fingers, adding a second one and thrusting them in and out of you as he sucks on your nipples. The pleasure is almost too much to handle, and you feel yourself reaching your climax.

'Simon, please,' you begged, grinding your hips against his hand.

He chuckled, his breath hot against your ear. 'Patience, love. I want to make you feel good.'

And he did just that. His fingers worked their magic, bringing you to the edge over and over again. You could feel your whole body trembling, your eyes rolling into the back of your head, and toes curling as you reached your peak.

But he wasn't done with you yet. He pulled his hard cock out, and positioned himself at your entrance, teasing you with his tip. He looked into your eyes, asking for permission. And with a nod, he slowly pushed himself inside you, filling you up completely.

You cried out in pleasure, your hips moving in sync with his. He gripped onto your hips, guiding you as he thrusted into you at a steady pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the room, filling you with pure ecstasy.

'God, you feel so good,' he groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic.

Your hands gripped onto his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin as you rode out your high. He followed soon after, his release filling you up.

The two of you sat there, panting and trying to catch your breaths. Simon lifted you off his lap and onto the bed, pulling you into his embrace.

'I love you, even when you're a moody mess,' he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You laughed, your earlier mood swings long forgotten. 'I love you too. Now, can we order some pizza? I'm craving it like crazy.'

From that day on, whenever you were feeling extra moody during your time of the month, Simon knew exactly what to do to put a smile on your face – and a very satisfied ache between your thighs.

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tags: @ilovehobi101

[notroosterbradshaw]

dying to know how reader reacted to finding out she was pregnant in the boyfriend experience uni 😫 likeeee ik she wasn’t ready for kids in uncle brooster but bradley was so were there mixed feelings abt it? especially since there was no telling when he’d be deployed again

Hi nonny, I don’t know where you are in the cosmos. But this is for you x

A/N I forgot I had this. I don't have the time this close to Xmas/at all to proof/improve so for those of you still in the TGM, I hope you enjoy and merry merry, happy happy xx

“Roll the dice,” you reiterate to Bradley. “If we get pregnant, great. If we don’t…”

“It’s you and me and we are great with that,” Bradley answered, the faintest glint of hope in his shining honey eyes.

You knew he was on Team Baby. He wasn't pressing it; he couldn’t. That wasn’t fair to you… to him or anyone else. You’d said your piece well before you got engaged, and well before today.

The day you married him.

But in the back of the afterglow of lovemaking as husband and wife, you’d told him you’d go off birth control after your honeymoon if he still wanted to try for a baby. You didn’t want it to be immediate, you wanted to enjoy being married and the fun that came with it. And Bradley agreed. You didn’t want to be thinking about periods and not drinking and having the time of your lives. Bradley was busier with work now than ever before, and with the work extensions complete, new staffing, and more small business to take care of, even though you were together every night? You were still doing your own things, barely getting into bed at the same time.

Thing was, you were only hoping to be a newlywed once - marriage wasn't as big a thing for you as it was for Bradley. And even babies. You loved your niece and nephew and Uncle Brooster was fantastic with them - it always left a pang in your heart that he would be such a good father. But even he admitted he wouldn't have the first idea of how to do it since his dad wasn't around when he was growing up and Maverick wasn't exactly an example of patriarchal learning.

You didn’t want to add the stress of calculating ovulation even if an app would do it for you, the disappointment of periods coming… you just wanted to have fun fucking, and pleasing each other as you moved into the next phase of your lives. The stress Annie went through and the lengths she was going to with IVF therapies - overwhelming hormones, nausea, mood swings, sore boobs, abdominal discomfort. God, when you had a difficult period, you could assume similarly but as Annie went through her treatments, at a fairly young age, it was eye-opening at best.

You remembered one sentence so vividly that it scared you to your bones, “When your biological clock starts… it’s all that your brain hears. You can’t undo it and it messes with your head.”

See? Terrifying. Fair for all involved.

But when your period was late after about two periods since going off birth control, you kind of hoped it was the drama of irregular periods and what it brought. It was why you went on the pill in the first place in your teens.

But there was something different as you channel surfed and Bradley cooked in the (motherfucking, finally renovated) kitchen. A strange cramping in your tummy. Not unbearable, but noticeable as you pressed against the pulsating pressure and made a face. Sighing, you unfolded yourself from the couch and moved to your handsome husband. You tenderly kissed between his shoulder blades and he gave an over the top shudder, as you giggled into his skin. He put his utensil down and turned to you, holding your chin in his calloused bug hand and giving you a quick peck before you quietly excused yourself, but not yet willing to admit to him it was to do a pregnancy test. And you weren’t entirely surprised when it revealed you were 1-2 weeks pregnant. And you weren’t entirely surprised when you showed him the positive pregnancy test after dinner that still certainly said PREGNANT in fat, bold letters.

“It tells you how many weeks?” Bradley was astonished, his eyes glued to the digital reading before him.

“Clever, huh?” you said quietly. Bradley’s honey eyes flicked to regard you. Unreadable at best, erring on the side of too quiet. Reserved, but not disappointed, he had trouble reading you sometimes, and this was one he'd need you to talk through. He needed to know exactly what was going on through your head.

“You good?” he asked softly, grasping the test in his strong palm. It was so small but it held his world in his grip. He put the test down to caress your jaw, forcing your gaze to him. “Love…” his fingers light as they sunk into the hair at the nape of your neck. “My sweet girl,” he called to you.

“I think I am. It’s just… quick," you surrender, falling into his sound touch.

“It is quick,” Bradley agreed, kissing your hair. “Is it too quick?”

“Maybe…” you admitted as he pressed a kiss into your temple and wrapped his strong arms around you. He felt too warm and he protected you without question, you really couldn’t imagine life without him right there.

“If it’s too soon, that’s okay," he said softly.

“I saw how hard it was for Annie and just expected we’d be on our own a bit longer. Genetics and shit."

He bit back his smile and your inadvertent joke, or necessary sarcasm. Bradley hummed. “I think your genetics are pretty fine, if you ask me.”

Eyes rolling in corny, you muttered his name as a warning that jokes were unnecessary at this time.

“Okay, okay,” he answered, palms up, teasing off. He knew you were withholding and he knew he was holding everything back in his body not to go over the top with the excitement bubbling in his entire being. “Love, is this what you want? If you're not ready - if you have changed your mind - ”

I just need some time,” you admitted, cutting him off. “Just to get used to…” your voice trailed.

Bradley nodded. He in no way felt like it was his place to speak and as the facial one between the pair of you? Well. So he just continued to hold you and whisper that whatever you decided was okay, and he would support you with anything you decided, a lot or not he wasn’t sure. He thought you were on the same page. He thought you both wanted this -

Like you, his insides were much and could feel himself lightheaded. He grounded himself and carefully reminded himself this wasn’t about him for now. It was getting your beautifully convoluted brain and heart to the same place his was:

Ready.

“What if this is our only chance?” You asked quietly. “What if - “ you shut your mouth and the guilt of situation started to overwhelm you. Bradley only hummed, still choosing to remain mute. “Would you hate me?”

He remained reflective a moment, choosing his words carefully his best option.

“No, love. But I would never live with myself if I forced you to do something you weren’t ready for. Come,” he took your hands and led you to the bedroom. He helped you take off your clothes, his large palm resting gently over your abdomen for just a second longer than he should have and it didn’t go unnoticed by you.

His baby in your protective, strong body.

He pulled back the duvet and patted your pillow as you snuck under the cold sheets, thinking maybe you could sleep a year. He climbed in after you, the warm skin of his chest against your back under the slowly spinning ceiling fan. His fingertips traced your hip, slowly drawing his name on your skin. "If you don't want to do this, it's okay.”

There was your voice of reason.

“But it's still something you'll need to consider pretty quick..."

Always offering you both sides.

It was silent a while and while Bradley’s excitement was guarded carefully, even he knew this conversation was not the light and excited one he thought you’d share instead.

"I want this," you were able to say, but it was easier with him not boring his eyes into yours. He kissed your shoulder and nuzzled the nape of your neck.

"I love you," he said so softly you almost didn't hear him. "I won't let you do this alone."

The fateful night you told your family and the Dagger Squad was when it really started to feel real. Your pregnancy to that point has been pretty good. You only turned green as food cooked around you so it was easy to excuse yourself and the extreme exhaustion that overwhelmed you the first trimester slinked away entering the second. You weren’t horribly unwell but things were definitely changing within you.

Boobs sore and off limits to Bradley even though he’d playfully volunteered his palms but your personal support system. It went about as well as expected.

“Just ginger ale tonight?” Bob smiled a while later. You’d been chatting quietly together while Bradley’s squad played pool and generally one-upped each other around you.

“What do you mean?” God, you hated lying to such a delight as Bob. He was so sweet, and although Bradley had alluded to his well-guarded playboy-like ways, he was always darling to you.

“I have four sisters,” he sipped his water. “She pretended she was drinking bourbon and ginger ale to throw everyone off the scent she was…” he chuckled quietly and you’d be damned if you’d figured him out. “It’s okay,” he said quickly. “I understand if you’re just not drinking tonight.”

And while your family was aware of your news, Bradley had sworn not to tell his friends just yet. You weren’t ready to be looked in on 24/7 by overzealous Navy pilots.

“Nearly four months,” you said quietly.

“Phoenix guessed a little less,” he winked. “I won’t tell, but I’m very happy for you both. This baby will be so loved. Or smothered,” he shrugged playfully. “One of the two.”

“Bob?”

“Yes, ma’am?” He responded as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“This is how you do it, isn’t it?”

“Do what?” He played dumb.

“Find women. Because you watch and listen.” And suddenly it all made such sense as he blushed, toying with his glass.

“I can’t reveal all my trade secrets, but showing a little interest helps,” he admitted.

“I wanna know all your tricks. You’re absolutely fascinating to me.”

And for the first time, you heard Bob Floyd cackle as he nodded. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but that’s never gonna happen.”

"You're getting deployed?" you look at Bradley, eyes wild, six months of baby belly between you. His head fell back.

"I know."

"You know?" you screeched, spoiled for months of your husband home and he finds himself deployed as you enter your final trimester. "Bradley, you'll be away for the birth of your daughter."

"I know..." he said a little meeker. He was sick about this conversation. Sick.

"Did you not put in the leave paperwork?"

"Of course I did. Baby, this classification is my first real role as team leader. As command.”

"Who's going with you?"

"Payback, Fanboy," he confirmed softly.

“Will you be home for Christmas?”

He nodded. “Yes,” he stepped towards you, his large palms sinking into the round belly under his grasp, tickling the stretching skin. You sighed and collapsed into his hold. “Even if I have to jump overboard and swim back myself, I will be here for Christmas. I’m sorry, love. I’m so sorry.”

“I’m just scared. The birth is one thing… but I can’t raise a baby in my own,” you said, the fear in your evident.

“And I’d never let you,” he whispered into your hair.

"If you see one ounce of action, I swear to you, don't dare come home."

He nodded. Dear God, he knew. The most danger Bradley Bradshaw had ever been in was at this moment. And as his baby girl kicked him from her little cocoon in retaliation for making her Mama wild, he knew that nothing g else mattered anymore and that someway, somehow he was going to find a way to be home for his girls.

masterlist.

[watermelonlovershigh]

can we have a scenario with Harry where the R is on her period and throwing up and harrys just trying his best to comfort her 😫🥺🥺

AN: i hope i did your request justice. luckily i've never had to experience throwing up from my period so i don't know how it's exactly like. so i just hope its kinda sorta accurate in how i describe the cramps making reader feel and get sick. also whoever requested this, please let me know what you think. feedback is really important for us writers.

This story contains: fluff, period leaking (kinda), being sick (puking) due to period cramps, comfort

{ boyfriendrry - soft!harry - think of fine line harry era - harry is not famous in this story }

word count- 2,173

While staying the night at your boyfriend Harry's house, you get your period and then end up getting sick due to painful period cramps.

You've known Harry for about two years. For most of those two years you were just friends. But about a month ago you finally confessed your harboring feelings for each other and now you're officially a thing. A couple. Dating more or less.

Yes you both were scared that if something happened with your relationship that your friendship would be over, but you just had to have a little bit of faith. Faith that no matter what happened your friendship comes first and foremost.

Now because this relationship is fairly new, Harry hasn't seen you at your most vulnerable states yet. Most vulnerable states as in when you're crying or sick or even the ups and downs you go through with your period. Well besides sex because you're both impatient, horny people. Because when you two were just friends, you were mainly friends within a friend group. Meaning you weren't like the closest friends ever.

Though over time you became closer as just friends and that's how you both realized you had feelings for each other. Still, Harry had yet to see you at your low points. But tonight that all changes.

Tonight, you were planning to spend the night at Harry's house. You've spent most nights at his house since becoming girlfriend and boyfriend if you're being honest. You just love the comfort Harry and his home brings to you.

Now unlike most nights that you stay over, you told Harry beforehand that you weren't in the mood for sex. You're not sure why but you had this pit feeling in your stomach that was secretly warning you of what's to come and that made you not want sex tonight.

You even told him if he'd rather you not come over because you didn't want sex to just tell you. But Harry just laughed through the phone and said that was ridiculous. That of course he still wants you to stay over. He doesn't just want to see you because of the sex. He loves you more than that.

The night started off well. Harry had ordered some chinese take-out and you both ate the delicious food while watching a romcom on his sofa. Eventually after you finished eating, you ended up cuddling into one another on the couch with a big fluffy blanket over top of you. That is until you felt the all too familiar feeling of your period starting. "Fuck," you hissed out.

"What?" Harry questioned quickly from his position as the big spoon behind you.

Going to stand up, you replied, "Um, think I started my period." At this point you knew there wasn't any way to hide the fact your period just started because you were staying the night at his house for fucks sake.

Harry had a frown on his face and goes to let you know, "Oh, well that's alright. I have some pad and tampons under my bathroom sink. Keep'um there for things like this." God, you're about ready to marry this man on the spot. His thoughtfulness is killing you.

You nodded your head and said shyly, "Okay, thank you. I'll be right back." You rushed off to the bathroom before you leaked too much in your panties and finally made it in time to collect the products you needed. Harry even bought the good brands too. Bless his heart.

After inserting a tampon and using a pad for extra protection, you were good to go. Except you realized just how tired you were now. It was nearly eleven at night anyways. So when you made it back down the stairs to Harry's living room where he had paused the movie to wait on you, you asked nervously, "Can, um, we just go to bed? I'm kinda tired now."

Without any thought, Harry stood up from the sofa and said, "Yeah, of course. Is everythin' alright with your period though. Need anythin' else?" If he doesn't stop being so nice you will be getting married tomorrow.

You shook your head, "No, I mean, yes I'm okay. Caught it right in time so I didn't leak through my clothes, thankfully. And my cramps usually start a few hours after I start. So I'm not in any pain right now. Just sleepy."

Harry turned the tv off and grabbed your hand to hold while walking up the stairs with you. "Good, but let me know if that changes. Don't be afraid to wake me up, okay. I won't mind." he commented.

A few moments later you were cuddled up in bed and ready to sleep. Your periods always made you extremely tired. Physically and mentally. Then not even five minutes into your cozy cuddles, you were asleep.

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As your eyes glance over at Harry's alarm clock you can see the time now is four am. You were sleeping peacefully until you started getting your first wave of period cramps. To hopefully will them away, you take some deep breaths and lay in a fetal position to try and fall back asleep. But you quickly realize that's not going to happen.

Now if you were at your house, you'd go take some medicine to help with your period cramps but beings that you're at your boyfriend's house, you didn't want to risk waking him up. Though he told you he wanted you to wake him if you needed anything, you just couldn't find it in you to do that.

I mean you're not necessarily embarrassed you got your period at Harry's house because he is a grown, mature man that knows women get periods. But it's more so about you being in such a vulnerable position in front of him for the first time. To your luck though, the period and the cramps were not even the worst of your worries right now. It's the creeping nausea that's blooming in your stomach.

You don't always get sick on your periods but you do more often than most you'd say. Like every three period cycles. And it's mostly from the cramps getting so bad that they make you feel and get sick. Oh how you wish on anything that this months period wouldn't be one of the months you get sick on your period. Especially not on a night you're staying at Harry's house.

As you continue to lay in bed beside a sleeping Harry, your cramps get worse and your nausea also gets worse. To the point you know you must get out of bed if you don't want to be sick all over his bed and floor. So you scramble to remove yourself from Harry's duvet and scurry over to his bathroom that's to the right of his room. But due to the room being pitch black, you accidently knock something off the night stand on your side of the bed which in turn wakes Harry up.

At this point you don't care that you've knocked something over nor do you care if it woke Harry up. All that you care about is not being sick on the floor. When you make it inside the bathroom, you flip the light switch on and run over to the toilet. Luckily you have a moment to prepare yourself for what's to come so you reach back to collect your messy hair out of your face and kneel down on the cold, hard floor.

Back in the bedroom, Harry is sat up very confused as to what's going on. The only thing he can assume is that you felt yourself starting to leak and ran to go change your products out. But when he hears your first dry heave, he knows that's not the case. He jumps out of bed and rushes to the bathroom so he can help you in any way he can.

"Hey, hey," Harry coos while finally reaching your kneeled body, "shhh, it's alright. Let it out, y/n. Your tummy will feel so much better." And just like that, after multiple harsh dry heaves, you begin to actually throw up. Which isn't pleasant and especially not pleasant when you ate chinese food for dinner.

Harry replaces your hand with his so he's now the one holding your hair back. You're in so much pain that you barely register he's in the bathroom with you. All you know is that your uterus feels like it's being kicked and punched repeatedly and you're so nauseous because of that.

You throw up for what feels like minutes until you finally catch a break. With his free hand, Harry collects some toilet paper and dabs it around your mouth and nose. Then he tosses it in the toilet and reaches up to flush the nasty contents. You whisper out an embarrassed, "Thank you."

"No need to thank me, love. Hate seein' you like this. Is it your period that's making you sick? Or the chinese? Because if it's the chinese food then I should be a little worried since we ate the same thing." Harry replies.

"No um, forgot to mention but um, sometimes on my periods my cramps get so bad that it makes me get sick. Sorry you're having to see me like this. I know I probably look and smell gross. You can go back to bed if you want."

Biting back, Harry responds, "Hey, y/n, it's totally fine. I understand periods are painful for women. And if it makes you sick then that's alright. But I will do everythin' in my power to help you not feel sick anymore. And I am not leavin' you in here by yourself. I don't care that you're sick in front of me. We are in a relationship so it was gonna happen eventually anyways, right? Now do you still feel like you're going to throw up?"

You answer hoarsely, "Kinda, but if i had some medicine I think that would stop it. It's just my cramps hurt so bad I can barely move."

"Alright," Harry softly speaks, "stay here and let me get you some medicine." He stands up on cracking knees and searches through his medicine cabinet a few feet away. "Okay, here is some zofran for your nausea and here is some pain pills for your period cramps. Let me grab you a cup of water."

After filling a paper cup full of water and collecting the medicine, Harry comes back over to you and kneels down on the hard bathroom floor beside your body. He hands them to you and with shaky hands you take the cup of water and swallow down the pills. Then he grabs the now empty cup back from you and tosses it into the trash can beside the toilet.

Being patient with you, Harry doesn't suggest going back to bed until you feel ready enough to do so. He just sits beside you and gently grazes his fingers up and down your back. Once the zofran has kicked in, you don't feel sick anymore. You just feel achy and slightly gross.

Breaking the silence, you ask, "Can I take a shower and then go back to sleep? I feel all gross but also so tired again."

"Of course you can, baby. Let me get you a towel and an extra pair of clothes from your bag, okay." Harry gets up to do just that and you stand up realizing you need to use the toilet as well. But you'll wait until he returns with your stuff.

When Harry does return with your stuff, he gives your forehead a kiss and says, "Take your time, y/n. I'll be in bed waiting on you. Call for me if you need anythin''." And with that, he leaves and you're finally left alone to use the bathroom and shower.

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When you re-enter Harry's bedroom after your shower, you expect to see him fast asleep again. But no, he's propped up in bed watching Friends on the television that hangs on the wall in front of his bed. He turns his head towards you with a sleepy smile on his face. "How was your shower? All good?"

You nod and answer while climbing back into bed beside him. "Mhm, it was good. And um, thank you for taking care of me tonight. Really appreciate it."

"Awe, baby," Harry coos, turning the tv off and helping you move closer to him, "no need to thank me. It kills me to know you sometimes have to deal with your periods side effects alone. I love taking care of you." With your head now on his chest, he tilts his head down to peck your forehead with a kiss and questions, "Is your tummy feelin' better now? Not nauseous anymore?"

Tiredly, you shake your head no against his chest and whisper, "Just slight cramping but nothing like it was before. The medicine is working. Love you."

Knowing you're not in excruciating pain anymore, sleep starts to take over Harry's body too again. But not before he can mutter out an, "I love you, too."

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[inkdrinkerworld]

not realising you started your period and accidentally staining remus’ bed, but he’s really sweet about it and draws you a bath and just helps in taking care of you and running a hand of your stomach to soothe the cramps 😫😫😫 (can you tell i need a remus lupin in my life? 🥲)

remus wakes up because he feels you moving along the bed. it's not rare by any measure for you to move in your sleep but the grunted, 'seriously?' makes him very alert.

"everything okay, dove?" his voice is groggy as his hand reaches to you.

“i think i started my period,” you whisper, an almost embarrassed tone to your voice.

“aw i’m sorry dove, did you leak?” remus asks it like it wouldn’t be the most embarrassing thing in the world if you have - it really wouldn’t be.

“i’m scared to look,” you admit bashfully and he chuckles.

“alright, i’ll look for you okay?” he’s already rubbing the sleep out of his eyes and sitting up. “i’m turning on the lamp dove, shut your eyes,”

“they’re closed.” you say and hear he click of the lamp coming on.

remus rotates your hips and peers under you.

“you dripped like one tiny dot.” he says and you groan. your hands slap over your face and remus coos, “hey, don’t feel embarrassed,” he kisses your lips.

“i’ll go get a pad and you can switch spots with me dove, and tomorrow i’ll wash the sheets.”

you want to sob from how sweet your boyfriend is.

“really?” remus chuckles then,

“yes really,” he kisses you again. “now slip off your shorts, i think there’s still the ones that look like underwear in the cupboard.”

“thanks remmy,” he shakes his head.

“i’ll spank you if you carry this on, you know it’s no trouble.”

[claraswritings]

Heyyy gurlll omggg I love your Luca’s content 🙏🏻

Can you do something Luca x period comfort for reader pleaseeee ? I’m on my period rn and my back, my legs, my tummy’s hurt, IT HURTS SOOOO BADDDD I NEED LUCA TO COMFORT ME 😩

Of courseee I can ❤️ . I hope you feel better soon- Periods are the absolute WORST 🙁😫

BLURB BTC

You let out a low groan as you slumped onto the sofa trying to get comfortable and failing. Nothing was working to shift the period pains currently wrecking havoc on your body

“Are you okay, my love?” Luca came through from the next room, his voice full of concern as he took in how you were curled up.

“Period pain” you muttered barely looking up at him due to the pain being too sore to move much. “Been killing me all day…I don’t think I can move again”

It was a matter of seconds before he was beside you, his heart aching for you.

“You had any painkillers” he asked gently stroking your hair.

You gave him a small nod “Yeah, not helping much today” you felt so frustrated, this pain just would not subside.

“Come here” he sat beside you and slid your shoes off, before pulling your legs into his lap and gently rubbing your muscles to ease any tension. “This ok?”

“s’nice,”

After a few minutes, you shifted and Luca turned to you with concern in his eyes.

“Don’t move too much, darling,”

“Can you get me a heat pad or hot water bottle or something?” You asked “for my stomach cramp? And one for my back too?”

Luca smiled at your request gently teasing “Anything else for the lady?”

“Luca…” you asked, cautiously

He smiled sweetly, easing any concerns you had over your next request “what is it my darling?”

“Can you make me some of them pistachio chocolate things? The ones you brought home last week”

You would feel a little bad for asking but from the look on his face you could tell he didn’t mind. If it wasn’t for the pain you were in he’d have loved doting on you.

“Of course…It’ll take about an hour?” He preempted, not wanting to leave you waiting.

“Don’t mind” you muttered “as long as you can give me the heat pack now.”

“Coming up my darling.” Luca planted a kiss on your lips before heading into the kitchen.

****

Once he’d prepared the snack request he brought it into you along with your favourite drink. It was rather cute the effort he’d gone to.

He settled back down on the sofa beside you and wrapped his arms around to rub your back gently massaging the tension as he put on your favourite comfort TV show

“You’re the best” you said into him, kissing him on the cheek as his firm hands worked their magic on you

“Anything for my girl”

[astroels]

Ellie with a s/o on their period who just really wants some comfort from their favorite girl and is also super emotional (I’m a crybaby)😭

I’d kill to have comfort from Ellie cause these cramps are killing me😫

──── ·  · · ✦ -𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝- ✦ ·  ·  · ────

𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

A/n: this is mostly self indulgent on how I experience my period (I'm also a crybaby)

Apocalyptic!au

When you would mention to Ellie that you got your period, she knew what things she'd have to do. For one, your cramps were excruciating. Any movement made it feel like your stomach was stabbing itself. The only sense of relief you felt was warmth or laying down when it got that bad. Ellie would definitely snake her arms around you in bed when she could to place her hand on your lower belly to try and give you relief.

"Els, it hurts so bad, have we used up our pain relievers for the month?" You'd be laying on your side, in a somewhat fetal position, trying to soothe the ache.

"We have." Ellie would scooch closer, you could feel her warmth radiating off her chest. "but it'll be okay, sweet girl." Ellie snaked her hand under your shirt and place it on your lower abdomen. The warmth from her hands seemed to unravel the nerves that had tensed.

You both slept in that position of Ellie holding your belly and adjusting her position to whenever you adjusted yours for your better comfort.

You never had to worry about your period products being out of stock in the farmhouse. About every three weeks, Ellie made it her personal mission to stock up, knowing that your flow fluctuated from heavy to light whenever it felt like it.

"Ellieee," You'd yell from the restroom, streching out the 'e'.

She'd simply reply with a yelled "Yes?" from where she was

"Do y'know where the pads areee?" was your loud response. Ellie, not wanting to yell, would just come up to the restroom. She'd give a quick knock and come in. "Left 'em in the cabinet," She'd get them for you, seeing you weren't in the position to get up from the toilet.

"Here y'go," You'd give her a cheeky smile. "What would I do without you?" It was a rhetorical question, but you knew how much your words made Ellie feel appreciated.

Sometimes, your period made you too sensitive to everything around you. It could be from the way your shirt felt on you, to the way the object touching your back when you sat down felt. The slightest irritation brought tears to your eyes, you couldn't do anything to help it.

You sat on the couch, teary eyed, as you had tried to clean beforehand, but managed to step on a pin and knock down a glass of water in the process. Almost everything was going wrong, but Ellie was outside, and you didn't want to bother her. Your solution was to cry it out on the couch, waiting for the irritation to leave.

Ellie walked in within a minute, "the sheep were chatty today," she said casually. Once Ellie walked out of the kitchen, looking at you on the couch, hold yourself, she quickly made her way to you. "Hey, what's wrong babe," her voice softening as she sat down and soothed your back.

Your voice came out hoarse, "I d'know Ellie, almost everything." You turned your body to face her, laying your head on the crook of her shoulder, still crying.

Ellie switched her arms around to be cradling you, adjusting to your new position. She played with your hair, made patterns on your skin with her fingers, anything to soothe you. You just held onto her, going comfort in the moment.

"It's okay, baby, it'll be alright." Ellie softly spoke. You loved the gentle way she was with you during times like this

Even if there were many daily events that you and Ellie participated in the farm, she would do the majority of them on your heavy days. She'd let you sleep in, with breakfast in bed. You'd complain just a little, not wanting to be useless. She'd offer you just patch up some clothes in bed, or do some light cleaning, but with breaks she'd encourage.

While Ellie quickly went to fetch the laundry from the clothesline, you decided you wanted to move the coffee table just a little to align better with the fireplace. You started with moving the single armchair to get it out of the way, but Ellie came whilst moving it and rushed towards you.

"Babe." She looked you in the eye to express her exaggeration. "You know you're gonna feel the ache tomorrow even worse, right?" You loudly sighed. "No, I won't, Ellie. I'm a capable woman."

"You are, but I can already hear your complains of your feet and back hurting." She mimicked you isn't a joking tone, you just laughed and playfully hit her. You knew she'd still practically be at your beck and call. "C'mon, we can do it together."

Ellie was gentle with you, and even when it did get rough, she always gave you sweet words of encouragement. Her touch melted into every crack you created within yourself. As playful and rough she could be, you softened her like playdough in your hands.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being MSBY's Manager

Period Troubles

MSBY Black Jackels featuring the Schweiden Adlers x Female! Manager (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: period talk, swearing, MSBY being assholes, angst to comfort

A/N: This is purely self indulgent because I'm tired and crabby 😠 all I want to do is write angst and then for these men to make it all go away!

God I go between "I'm so jealous" and "God I'd hate being you" 😅

Literally MSBY (and the Adlers) are both such hot and cold teams

I feel like one day all would be well

But then mercury goes into retrograde and suddenly they all have their undies in a twist

Now your Queen YN is totally the pillar of MSBY

You take care of everything for these boys

You help Atsumu with his setting

Reassuring Sakusa that he, in fact, did not sprain his shoulder

You keep tabs on our feral children, Bokuto and Hinata

You drool over Meian 🥵

You help Inunaki with his receives

You reach low places for Thomas, Barnes and Joffe

Literally what would we do without you YN 👏🏻

But you see, even YN has her off days

Because PMS is a literal bitch and we hate her 😠

The symptoms had been building for a while and you knew this was going to be a bad one

Tired, cramps, loss of appetite, soreness, just general depression over everything

It had been an exhausting week and you knew your period was due to come on Saturday

You were looking forward to the weekend just to be able to rest and escape into your own world for a while

Seriously the guys had been testing you all week

Literally, you have been so irritable and on edge with everything but you've been trying to remain as professional as possible

Atsumu is the main cause of your annoyance per the usual 🙄

Literally I totally feel like Atsumu is the type to set something down, forgets where he set it and then get mad when he can't find it

Atsumu is me. I am Atsumu.

"YN where is my phone?"

"YN where is my nail file?"

"YN WHERE IS MY TOWEL?"

Literally all week it's been nonstop

On top of that, Bokuto has been extra Bokuto-y this past week

Literally 4 emo modes the past week YN!

Is it a full moon or something 🥴

ON TOP OF THAT the team had been preparing to host the Adlers, which gets everyone just all riled up

Literally you can't tell me these men just don't have pissing matches the entire time they are together 🙄

Literally Daichi/Kuroo energy the whole time istg-

Anyways, you woke up on Friday feeling extra crappy

Not necessarily sick, just gross

You know that feeling when you feel like your period is going to start but it doesn't?

Yeah that's it 😫

You've been depressed, having trouble sleeping and woke up with a horrible headache

You grab a coffee on your way to work, walking in like an extra from the Walking Dead

It's a good thing your team literally has zero boundaries YN 😃

"YN you look like shit"- Thomas says

"Damn YN what happened to you? Did you get hit by a bus?"- Inunaki jokes

You rn 👉🏻😐 🔪

"Alright everyone let's get busy, the Adlers are coming in 30 minutes!"- Meian yells

You head to your office, literally just stepping one foot in the door when you hear Meian

"YN what the heck are you doing standing around?!? Go fill the water bottles!"- Meian shouts

You rn 👉🏻 *deep breath in/deep breath out*

You take some Tylenol because lord knows you need it and get busy with your list

You are trying your best to avoid the guys today but oh my god they will not leave you alone!

Literally everyone just has one problem or another

Sakusa can't find his arm sleeves

Bokuto can't find his knee pads

Hinata is lost somewhere who the hell knows anymore

Barnes needs help taping his fingers

Inunaki is rolling everywhere, purposely tripping people and causing drama 🙄

Meian is yelling

Thomas is just existing

And YN is on the verge of a mental breakdown 🥲

Literally the guys have noticed your mood and how you haven't been talking to them much

But they are idiots YN they have no idea why

So when the Adlers show up, it's almost a welcome relief in a sense

They greet the team, shaking hands and greeting you

"Hey YN it's good to see you!"- Hirugami, the Adlers captain says

"You too!" You say returning a greeting

You hear chatter behind you from Atsumu but you ignore it

He's top of the shit list right now we all know it

After greeting the team, Hirugami asks if you can help them tape up

You happily agree, doing so as Meian makes an off handed comment

"Wow YN, you look happy to be helpign the enemy"- he says as he turns to walk away

Please, that one hurt and honestly it was a low blow

But you don't say anything, Hirugami noticing your shift in mood

At the start of the practice game, Heiwajima asks if you can fill up the teams water bottles

Again, you agree because you are there to help out

It's your job 🗣🗣🗣

Unfortunately MSBY is petty and Sakusa just HAS to say something

"Geez YN you don't have be so happy, they asked you to fill their water bottles not manage their team"- Sakusa Kiyoomi, 2nd on the shit list

Low blow agaib ☹️

But again you ignore it, or at least try to ignore it

Because enough see, while you see filling water bottles, you start to cry

Because nothing adds more electrolytes to water than tears 💧

"YN get yourself together, everything will be ok! Only a few more hours"- you say, wiping your eyes and heading back to the gym

Unfortunately for you, the pain is only beginning

Because you see, the biggest jerk of them all has yet to speak and boy is he geared up 👏🏻

The Adlers had just won the first set and Atsumu is in a mood

When isn't he but I digress 🤚🏻

Anyways, you are walking around, handing water bottles and towels out to everyone

You finish with MSBY and head over to the Adlers

Then you hear it...

"YN you might as well just join the Adlers, you seem to like being around them more"- Atsumu says to you

You stop in your tracks because what did he just say?

The Adlers stop and look at you, MSBY stops and looks at you

You turn and look at Atsumu, "What did you just say?"

"Well you seem to like the Adlers alot better than you like us YN. I mean, you've honestly kind of been a bitch lately"- Atsumu Miya, #1-100 on the shit list

You felt the rage boiling up, on top of the hurt you feel from everything that has been going on

You start to breath heavily, trying to control your tears as you walk over to the Adlers handing them their water bottles and towels, you silently turn to MSBY and walk up to them

With tears flowing down your cheeks, you speak

"So you really think I don't do anything for you huh? You think I'm being a bitch. Well I'm sorry I don't feel good, I'm sorry I haven't been sleeping, I'm sorry I have a fucking uterus that is about to bleed and ruin my fucking life for an entire week. But oh by ALL MEANS let me drop everything I'm doing to cater to a bunch of fucking JERKS who can't even say THANK YOU!" You scream as tears run down your face

MSBY rn 👉🏻😐😳

The Adlers 👉🏻👀👀

The Coaches 👉🏻😃 crap she's finally lost it

"You know what, how about you guys fill your own fucking water bottles, oh and tape your own GOD DAMNED FINGERS! Oh and make sure you reassure each other because GOD FORBID ONE OF YOU MISSES A FUCKING RECIEVE OR BLOCK! Or even better yet, find some other willing person who will let you walk all over them because IT AINT ME ANYMORE!"- You scream as tears fall down your face and you turn to the Adlers

"I apologize for my outburst but I'm leaving" you say, stomping away and right out the arena doors

Honestly YN 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

Literally MSBY feels like complete shit right now

AS THEY SHOULD!

The Adlers just look at them and shake their heads

"Shit"- Meian says sitting on the bench, his arms on his knees

"We really fucked up this time"- Barnes said coming besides him

"God I'm such an asshole"- Atsumu said

"Yeah you are!"- Kageyama shouts as Atsumu narrows his eyes at him

"Man you guys must have been real assholes to her"- Romero interjects

"Well we definitely haven't been the nicest that's for sure"- Inunaki says crossing his arms

"Well what are you guys gonna do about it?"- Ushijima says 😐

"What do you mean?"- Hinata

Dumbass 🙄

"Seriously? You guys were so mean to her without even asking her how she was feeling"- Hoshiumi

"Yeah, PMS can be a real bitch, I'm sure she's going through it right now"- Heiwajima adds

"You guys really suck with chicks"- Hirugami adds

Please they all turn and glare at him 😑

Meian stands up and announces "we are going to have to end this early"

The guys wordlessly nod, going to pick you the gym in silence as they contemplate what happened

Meanwhile-

You spend the entire train ride home crying, you managed to grab your bag from your office before stomping the rest of the way to the train station

Please you probably cleared a 10ft radius minimum YN

Love that energy 👏🏻

You had planned to go to the store, to grab what you needed for your weekend of self-indulgence but unfortunately everything had ruined that plan

The thing is, you knew you overreacted but you also knew you were right

The guys had been complete and utterly jerks to you and they deserved it

In fact, the coach had texted you telling you to take some personal time and that he would have a talk with the team

You accepted the time off, making your way to your apartment before making your way to the bathroom, stripping and taking a shower

You totally cried the entire shower YN 😭

Ok but me at least once a week 🙃

You got changed into your favorite pajamas, crawled into your bed and out on one of your favorite movies, silencing your phone and trying to calm down

Now our resident idiots are finishing up at the gym when the coach stops them

The adlers have left after giving any advice they had, including groveling and begging for your forgiveness

"YN is taking next week off and I want you all to think about what happened today. YN works incredibly hard for this team and you've done nothing but take advantage of her"- our true ally, MSBY's Coach 💅🏼

"We know Coach, we want to make it up to her"- Thomas interjects

"You idiots are in your twenties and you still have so much to learn about women and I suggest you start now by apologizing to YN and letting her educate you!"- Coach

"Yes Sir"- the team shouts as they all head to the locker room

"Should we call her?"- bokuto says, finally breaking the awkward silence

"Do you really think she wants to talk to us?"- Barnes added as they collectively shook their heads

"I think we need to form a plan guys, we need YN to know we are truly sorry"- Sakusa interjected

"Hey I remember her telling me about her favorite takeout spot, we could get her food from there!"- Inunaki says

"Yeah and she always brings that coffee every morning! Hey I'll go dig it out of the garage and get the order!"- Hinata :D

Please nobody is going to stop him or give him hand sanitizer YN HELP

"Oh maybe we can buy her candy! Girls like that right?"- Atsumu adds

"Wait! Remember she made us all fill out those stupid 'all about me' forms?"- Thomas said running to your office and grabbing the files, pulling out yours where you detailed everything you loved

"SCORE!"- Inunaki said snatching the list from Thomas and reading it

"We have everything we need! Tomorrow we will go and apologize!"- Meian says as the guys all shout in agreement

The next day, you wake up with a major headache and your period has finally arrived

You pop some pain killers and crawl back into bed with your heating pad

You slept like crap the night before, waking up often and thinking about how you yelled at the boys

The thing was, as much as they deserved it you knew your emotions were escalated because of PMS

You sighed, going to turn on your phone when you heard a knock

You looked at the clock, noticing the time was 9am

"That's weird usually Amazon doesn't come until the afternoon"- you said, getting out of bed before walking to the door and checking the peep hole

"What in the hell?"- You say, unlocking the door to see 8 giant men standing there with at least 15 coffees

"Ummm- I literally have so many questions right now"- you say

"Ok shoot"- Meian says the rest of the idiots standing behind him like :D

"What in the hell is this?"- You say gesturing to all that encompasses MSBY

"Well we wanted to bring you coffee, so I dug threw the garbage and found your old cup!"- Hinata :D

"Gross but continue"- you, intrigued

"So then we went to the coffee shop and the Barista recognized us"- Thomas added

"Yeah apparently you talk about us alot YN"- Atsumu 😏

"Complain... I complain about you alot Sumu, continue"- you, now crossing your arms

Atsumu 👉🏻😐

"Well the batista asked where you were and we told her we were getting you coffee. And then she said 'oh what is YN having today'?"- Sakusa

"So we told her and she just looked at us like we were stupid"- Bokuto

"Not really much of a stretch Ko"- you say, taking another jab 🙃

As you should 💅🏼

"She said 'YN only gets that on Fridays, and today's Saturday'"- Hinata adds

You start to smile, knowing exactly where this story is going

"So then we asked what your Saturday coffee was and she said 'she always does something random' so we just ordered one of everything"- Inunaki says 😬

You laugh, rolling your eyes and moving away form the door as they all file in

Honestly tho, you probably need a bigger apartment

"So what is this really about?"- You say turning around, arms crossing as you look at them

Please they look so guilty 😅

"Well, we wanted to apologize"- Meian starts to say as you stick your hand up

"You know bribing me with coffee, sorry 15 coffees, won't make me forgive you right?"- You say as Thomas steps forward

"We know, that's why we brought you these too"- he says handing you your favorite candies

"And these"- Barnes says handing you the biggest bouquet of your favorite flowers 💐

"And we brought this too"- Bokuto holds up your favorite movie

"Yeah and for lunch we are having your favorite restaurant"- Inunaki adds

"Wait- how did you guys... the get to know you sheets"- You 🥺

"YN we know we fucked up, really bad. You don't know how sorry we all are. The truth is, we took advantage of you and didn't consider your feelings"- Meian says

"And we know we are totally jerks and that we don't deserve you but YN, we love you so much and we would completely fall apart without you"- Barnes says

You rn 👉🏻😐🥺😭

Please YN, you are full on sobbing, ugly tears, snot the works 👏🏻

"Uhhh YN are you ok?"- Hinata, about to lose it, Bokuto right behind him

"You- you guys did this all for me?- you👁💧👄💧👁

"We wanted to show you how sorry we really are and we'll, this is the best thought of"- Inunaki

Before he can even stop talking, you have all but flung yourself into his arms

Inunaki 👉🏻😐😳🥰

The other boys 👉🏻😐😠 hey-

Please YN, get to hugging 👏🏻 🫂

After you've hugged them all, you break away as Sakusa hands you a tissue

"I love you guys so much and I'm sorry too"- you say as Thomas puts his hands up

"YN do not apologize to us! We promise we will be better!"- Barnes adds as all the men shake their head in agreement

The rest of the day is taken up by your boys, watching movies and enjoying their company

You end up falling asleep on Meians lap

Please he's taking so many pictures while the team just glares 😐😑

He totally sends it to Hirugami too 😜

Meian: *Sends picture* We made it up to her

Hirugami: Damn well I guess we shouldn't have sent that large box of roses to her apartment asking her to be our manager then 😏

Meian: 😐 you son of a bitch!

Hirugami: 🙃🙃🙃

Please YN, these boys love you so much and will fight til the very end for you 🥰

[indouloureux]

thigh riding with eddie during shark week 😫

*screams*

18+ minors dni

explicit warnings: thigh riding, handjobs, cum play, cum eating, spanking, dirty talk, praise kink and slight degradation

you're sitting patiently on the couch as eddie drops three paper bags in front of you right on top of the coffee table. he's proud of what he's done — going to melvald's and bought possibly every period products in existence.

"i bought everything you need, plus other necessities," he winks and lets you peek through the bag full of unhealthy but awfully delectable snacks. you take one pack off the bag, observing the teal packaging.

"eddie, this is for heavy flowing," you chuckle at him, seeing his perplexed expression leaning sideways to look at the sanitary pads on your hand. "i just started."

"and you're already in pain," he points out. "besides, you can keep these for next month so you won't have to buy. for emergencies, i mean. like, what if you accidentally start peeing everytime you dream?"

"then i'll need adult diapers." you laugh. "actually, these are good. sometimes when i sleep the flow reaches up to my ass? i don't know how, but."

eddie takes out five boxes of skor bars and a pack of yoo-hoos off the food paper bag and places them in front of you. he even arranges them, rips the box open and aligning each bar in front of you as you read each sanitary products and place them back in the paper bags.

"snacks for when you're craving," eddie takes one skor bar and opens it. he kneels in front of you, right between your legs, arms resting on your thighs for leverage as he offers the bar to you. "take a bite, baby."

you do, taking the chocolate in your mouth, breaking it off with your teeth as your eyes continue to read the brands of everything eddie bought. he's swaying gently in front of you, his shoulders spreading your legs. "y'know, i made a very quick stop to the library."

this makes you stop reading. you chew slowly on the half bar inside your mouth. eddie's wide eyes meet yours, but they're not of something that's innocent. no, they're mischievous and lewd in it's own way, pupils dilating as he remembers.

"the library, huh?" you snort. "never thought i'd hear that from you, to be honest."

"well, that's mean," he purses his lips. "but you're right. i did some deeper research about this whole period thing, and i saw some things their that i think i wasn't supposed to see."

an ending laced in dreadful horror, but quickly replaced by his eyes snapping back to look at you, his hand coming up and down your thigh. with a deep touch, his rings begin to leave light indentures on your skin.

"anyway. i saw some ways how to relieve your cramps, baby." his hand comes up to drag his finger, starting from your knee to halfway your thigh, before they inch closer, coming it's way to where your inner thigh is. eddie's index comes to trace the side of your clothed cunt.

ah, he's horny.

you're surprised he's horny first. "yeah? and what is it, baby?"

"something hot on your lower abdomen, i could heat up some water and put it in a bottle. wrap a towel around it so you won't hurt yourself," eddie brings himself to his knees, elbows on your thighs and feeling his bone dig on the fat tickles, but you're too distracted to realize. he pokes your nose, "massages help too. painkillers, and stuff. or,"

he suddenly wraps his arms around your frame. eddie stands up and takes you with him, only to sit back down and slot his knee in between your legs before he lets you straddle his leg. his hands roam your waist, and as you expected they come down to grip your ass and guide you into grinding on his thigh.

with his lip tugged into a cocky smirk, eddie leans forward to push your hair away from your face as your eyes flutter themselves shut at the friction. "orgasms, help too," he whispers in your ear, nipping at your earlobe.

he's feeling extra cheeky with his hands leaving your behind and fondling with your breasts, thumbs brushing over your hardening nipple, sensitive from the lack of bra to cover it up. he starts his pathway on your temple, finding yourself absentmindedly grind on his flexing thigh to appease your building arousal.

lips to your cheek, nose, top lip, until they're hot on your mouth with his tongue exploring your mouth. your hands come up to tug on his hair, and as you continue to grind, your knee presses on his cock that's hard and straining against his jeans.

"yeah, baby, just like that," he grunts at your silent mewling, hips gyrating slowly, feeling more friction that you thought you'd bargained for despite the two fabrics that cover your throbbing cunt. "fuck. so pretty like this, hm? getting off on my thigh."

eddie moans when your knee presses on his dick, decides he's had enough of toying with your tits to let his hand come down to slip inside your shorts and rub your clit through your underwear. "eddie," you whine, hunching forward to rest your forehead on his.

your breath fans his face, hot and needy. eddie's smirking at how damp you became. with his vacant hand, he unbuttons his jeans and rises without warning.

"fuck!" you moan, his thigh pressing deeper onto your cunt. while your head throws back, hands coming up to play with your tits, eddie pulls down his jeans and boxers right beneath his ass, cock springing up with his leaking tip hitting his shirt.

"think you can touch me while you're fucking yourself with my thigh?" he's jerking himself off in a pace that mimics yours, veins bulging on his palm. eddie pants, eyes hooded in pleasure as he entertains himself by watching you. "as a thanks, baby? think you can do that?"

you nod, taking his hand off his cock.

"words, baby."

"yes," you exhale. "yeah. i'm gonna fucking touch your cock while i'm getting myself off. fuck yeah."

eddie takes your hand and places his tongue flat on your palm before he guides you down his hard dick, fastening the pace as you quickened your grinding on his thigh. the sounds his cock makes are lewd, makes you even more wet you're not sure which is which that comes out.

his hands come back to your ass, spanking as an urge to make you grind faster that you rest your knee on the couch and lean sideways to get better angle and libido to move against him. "yeah, that's it baby. keep on going. such a good girl,"

fingers digging onto the flesh of your ass, his other hand comes up to push on the back of your head to kiss him hard on the mouth, messy mixtures of tongue and spit as he breathes into your mouth as a form of life support.

"god, eds, i'm about to cum," it's a short, high pitched moan that you let out that has eddie bucking his hips up to fuck your hand and flex his thigh beneath your cunt. you kiss him sloppily, un synchronous. "please let me cum."

"only because—... ah, fuck," he throws his head back. "you asked nicely."

and you do, cum mixing with what's down their. eddie follows a second before you do, white ropes spurting out onto his shirt and his jeans and your shorts. you collect as much seed as you can, doing him a favor by licking his seed off your palm.

"oh, mother of ozzy — that was hot," he kisses you again, tongue and all, moaning at his own taste like the little shit he is. "let me clean you up,"

"no," you push his hand away. "usually i'd let you but...i'm a bit squeamish, eddie."

he laughs a little, kissing your forehead. "alright, princess."

eddie using ozzy inspired by reign @/peterthepark

reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated <3

[heavyhitterheaux]

Cramps and Cuddles

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: Jack will do anything for his girlfriend including dealing with her mood swings 🤣😂

Synopsis: Jack is trying to think of anything and everything in order to make you feel better while it's that time of the month

Pairing: Baby!Jack Harlow x Baby!Reader

Requested by: an amazing anon 😘

Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere

It was the middle of July and since it was summer time you and Jack were attached at the hip more so than when the two of you had school with the rest of PG.

Your parents were at work while your older sister Danielle was spending the entire week with her boyfriend in Hawaii.

That left Jack to fend for himself when it came to your mood swings from being on your period.

Those few days were always literal hell and the rest of PG would stay as far away as possible from you.

Even Urban.

But Jack always being concerned about his baby girl would suck it up.

Your period only lasted for three days anyway. 

You were currently laying on Jack's chest in your room as he was massaging your lower stomach in order to help give you some relief.

He put on your favorite Disney movies

He brought you your favorite snacks

He gave you a massage on your lower back

And you still felt like shit

"My boobs are so fucking sore!"

"I can massage those too if you want."

You simply looked up at him and all he did was shrug.

"What?"

"If you so much as look at them, I will bite you."

"What!?! Babe!"

"I'm serious Jackman. And I am so horny like got damn I hate this shit."

"I can take care of that Saturday so just two more days since it usually lasts three."

"Look at my baby paying attention to detail about me."

"Of course I do."

"Hmm, then why did you show up this morning with no doritos!?!?"

"Uhh…."

"Well!?"

"I'll text Urb to bring you some."

"Urban doesn't want to be within 100 feet of me."

"He'll do it for his best friend."

Jack- Urb! Bring my baby some doritos. The spicy nacho kind.

Urb- Fuck no. You on your own my boy. I am NOT coming anywhere near her.

Jack- She’s going to kill me if you don't 😫

Urb- And how did you even forget them!? She got the same routine every month. One she wants to kill us and two wants her snacks and three wants cuddles from her boyfriend. The shit is not hard!

Jack- She'll beat the shit outta me if I move. She's laying on me now.

Urb- Give me 20 minutes 🙄

"He's coming mamas."

"That's surprising."

"You need to eat fruit too. You have been eating literal shit all day."

"No I haven't! And ew I don't want any!"

"Let's pull receipts shall we? Tasty Cake krimpets, gummy bears, oatmeal cream pies, frozen yogurt, a huge ass slice of chocolate cake and six donuts."

"What's your point?"

"Baby! You cannot do that!"

"I can do what I want, Jackman!"

"You are to stay here and I'm getting you some fruit."

"Just because you get it doesn't mean I have to eat it." You said while crossing your arms and pouting since Jack moved you from his embrace.

"Y/N!"

"What? What I do?"

"Like I said I'll be back."

Jack went downstairs into the kitchen to see what he could find for you to snack on when he got the bright idea of texting his mom for help.

Jack- HELPPPPP

Maggie- What's wrong?!

Jack- Y/N is on her period and she's miserable. Idk what to do to help her. I'm just over here trying not to be killed.

Maggie- Awww! So get her healthy snacks, nothing extremely sweet or extremely salty, get her a heating pad for her back and lower stomach, and get her Midol to help with her cramps. Tell her I hope she feels better. 

Jack- If you don't hear from me, I've crossed over to the other side

Maggie- Go do what I told you and stop being so dramatic 🙄 

Jack- Yes ma'am 

Jack found some cherries in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator which he knew was your favorite fruit (that video still has me in SHAMBLES).

He also found grapes, he made you celery with peanut butter on top, and got you some popcorn which was lightly salted so you had options to choose from.

He texted Urban to get the medicine for you too along with some dark chocolate.

He had read somewhere that it could help and at this point he was willing to try anything.

Just then there was a knock on the door and he assumed it was Urban.

He opened the door to see him and he simply handed him the bag.

"JACKKKKK!"

"Andddd that's my cue to leave. Good luck."  Urban said before turning around and heading towards his car.

"So, you just about to let me get killed!?!"

"Shit, hell yeah better you than me."

Jack immediately rolled his eyes before closing the door and bringing everything upstairs to your room with him. 

He walked back in to see you sprawled out on the bed and watching Beauty and the Beast.

"Here mamas, sit up."

You did as you were told and he simply handed you the plate with your snacks on it and the bag of popcorn.

"Jackkkkkk, I don't want fruit!"

"Baby! Eat it! Super salty and super sweet foods only make your cramps worse. And Urb got you some medicine, here." 

You also saw how there were doritos in the bag and quickly tried to grab them, but Jack smacked your hand away.

"Y/N! No!"

"Fine." You muttered defeated as Jack plugged in the heating pad and set it on your stomach as you were munching.

He also handed you a bottle of water which made you turn up your nose.

"Drink it, mamas."

"You are literally the best boyfriend but you get on my nerves."

"I'm going to ignore that last part because I know that's your period talking." 

You had finally finished your food and you went right back to laying on Jack and he cuddled you closer to him while kissing your forehead.

"Here babe. I got dark chocolate for you too. I read somewhere that it helps." 

You looked at Jack after looking down at the candy and simply smirked.

"You should know better than that."

"Huh?"

"I want the white chocolate that is your dick. Take your shorts off."

"BABY!"

"What!?! Think of it as a thank you for all you did for me today. Let me suck your dick." 

"But…."

"Like you said, I'll get mine on Saturday. Take them off NOW."

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[watermelonlovershigh]

I need Harry Styles to come cuddle my period cramps away 😫

[anordinarymuse]

can you do one where a Gryffindor reader is on her period and the boys (poly marauders) comfort her bc of cramps and back pain… Thxx, love you one imagines !!!!

comforted.

Poly!Marauders x Fem!Reader

Summary : request

Warning : swearing, mentions of blood, unedited

Word Count : ~1.7k

A/N : requests are taking so much longer now but it’s only bc i’m trying to make them longer than before 😫

the masterlist.

request here.

“Fuck,” you thought to yourself, wincing as you sat down in potions. Exhausted, you collapsed over the potions desk, dropping your head on the hard surface, clutching your stomach tightly.

Not only had you stayed up late doing homework. . .fine copying homework, you awoke to the lovely surprise of blood drenched panties. In order to make it to breakfast in time, which you didn’t, you quick ripped off your sheets for the house elves, took a steaming hot shower, and popped in a tampon.

You groaned internally as your forced yourself to sit up straight. Because you had missed breakfast you were the first in class, so you watched as the room began to fill up.

“Damn these stools with no backs,” you muttered under your breath after you’d almost fallen off the chair in need of back support.

As the clock ticked two minutes till class, your boyfriends entered the room. Remus in front, looking annoyed, James and Sirius laughing loudly as they basically threw their books on the table, and Peter trailing close behind.

Remus sat next to you, Peter across, and James next to Peter. Sirius unwillingly sat at another table, which had been the hot topic of last week. The best resolution the five of you had come up with concerning the four top table was they had to take turns being the odd one out, except for you, they never made you sit by yourself.

“You missed breakfast,” Peter whispered as Slughorn began class.

“Wasn’t hungry,” you muttered back, immediately regretting telling a lie because right after your stomach growled.

“You should’ve told us, I would’ve brought you something,” Remus said, smirking slightly. You wanted to slap that smirk right off his face, but instead your stomach just grumbled again.

“I didn’t have time,” you replied hotly, crossing your arms over your stomach as you spoke.

“Why not?” James whispered, turning in his swivel stool to face the inner of the table.

“It’s nothing,” you mumbled, trying to divert your attention from your boyfriend and to Slughorn, who was passing out a paper to each to table with instructions.

“Maybe Slughorn has snacks?” Peter offered, quietly, eyes studying your anxious mood.

“Just drop it,” you grumbled before grabbing the paper with instructions and grabbing ingredients for your potion from the many cabinets.

The three boys sat confounded, staring at each other blankly. Sirius, who still sat at another table, sent looks to the other three asking what’s wrong, he got no real reply. You hadn’t been like this the night before, last night you were your energetic and loving self.

Remus warned Sirius with one look as he was about to stand up and approach your table. James slouched on his stool, lost in trying to figure out what had happened. Peter just looked down at his hands.

You returned to the table with all the ingredients and began mixing it all together, following the instructions. It was eerily quiet.

Normally, Remus instructed everybody with a task and you, Sirius, Peter, and James annoyed the hell out of Remus. There’d be laughing, teasing, and jokes. And strangely enough, because the Marauders weren’t making noise, neither was the rest of the class. Well. . .they were making noise but not loud enough reach your radar.

Suddenly, as you were waiting the 15 minutes for your potion to react, there was a jolt in your stomach. Your cramps forced you to stumble down in your stool, covering your face with your hands.

You weren’t sure what had made your stomach hurt three times worse, but with the silence there was nothing to distract the pain with.

“What’s wrong?” Remus asked, breaking the tension.

“It hurts,” you let out with a small exhale that sounded like a whines

“C’mon let’s get out here,” Remus said quietly. quite aware you were in pain. You replied with a small nod and let your hands fall from your face.

“Hey!” James exclaimed, frowning.

“Class is over in ten minutes, and someone needs to finish our potion to get credit,” Remus said sternly, pointing to the unfinished potion.

After a moment James replied thoughtfully, “. . .fine, me and Pete will stay.”

“Fine??!!“ Peter exclaimed with furrowed brows.

“You know what I meant,” James smirked.

“Where are you going?” Whispered Sirius as you and Remus stood up from the table.

“Just meet us in our dorm after class,” Remus replies, to which Sirius nodded.

-

“How bad does it hurt?” Remus asked as you collapsed onto his bed. After having to walk all the way to the Gryffindor Tower, your stomach hurt worse.

Remus had offered to carry you, but you declined, determined to at least be able to walk on your own.

“Bad,” you replied, grabbing Remus’ pillow and clutching it to your stomach.

“Need anything? Medicine, water, food?”

“Just lie with me,” you mumbled, signaling to the empty spot on the bed next to you.

Remus moved from his stance by his desk and carefully lied down next to you, carefully not to shake the bed. He kept a close distance away, resting his cheek on clasped hands and gazing at you.

“Scooch closer,” you pouted, smiling as Remus inches forward, proceeding to envelope you in his arms.

Remus held you in comforting silence, his body warmth heating you up. He smelled of worn books and chocolate. Your face was nuzzled into his chest and you could hear the faint pounding of his heart.

“I don’t want to bleed on your sheets,” you blurted out with an unexpected laugh.

“Don’t worry about it,” Remus replied, cracking a smirk and letting out a small laugh. “They’re going to be back any minute.

“In 3. . .

2-”

WHAM! The door flung in and your other three friends launched onto Remus’ bed. Worrying comments filled the air, and you just laid there smiling.

“I’m ok guys,” you giggled as your boyfriend’s serenaded you.

“You sure?” James hesitated, his eyes flickering around the room to see what would be helpful.“We can go get you food from the kitchen or your comfy clothes or stuff from Poppy or maybe-“

“Just stay with me here,” you mumbled, sinking deeper into the arms of your boyfriends and the mattress of Remus’ beds

“Whatever you say lovely,” Sirius grinned, giving you a kiss on the cheek.

“So what happened?” Peter asked softly, snuggling in close with the James.

You sighed before responding, “I’m on my period.”

“That’s it?!” Sirius exclaimed, jumping up from behind you. He’d been lying down with his arms wrapped around your waist.

“What do you mean that’s it?” Remus asked, narrowing his eyes at Sirius with warning.

“I thought you were dying, it’s just your period?” Sirius asked, gleefully, dropping back down beside you and give you gentle kisses on the crook of your neck.

“Just my period,” you giggled before you slowly fell asleep.

*********

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[atheliasnotebook]

Can I request some headcannons for what the genshin boys would do to comfort a fem!reader on her period? (I'm suffering 😫)

Preferably including kaeya cus I'm a SIMP

when the world falls apart

short story period comfort for fem!reader

tags: mentioned pet name: "baby" and "hun" author's note: sorry i really had a kaeya spark when you mentioned kaeya so i hope i've fulfilled your request! i hope this is to your liking, and i'm sorry about ur period cramps t-t i used to have them really bad when i was younger, so i feel ur pain. at least i shall write you comfort for u while u are suffering ;;

sometimes, you find it a little more surprising that he remembers your cycle a lot better than you do. at first, he just knew of your periods and regarded them as a regular thing that he should just be aware of. in fact, when you seemed to be more snappy, he was actually concerned that he accidentally did something wrong to either piss you off or make you sad, until you had to reassure him that he didn't truly do anything wrong—but that you just weren't feeling the best.

on weekends, you'd be whimpering in bed, groaning and tossing in pain—clutching your abdominal area and other pillows in the immediate vicinity as if you were ready to rip out the rest of your insides to stop the pain, or feel like you were going to go into labor—and kaeya, who had to work for just the morning, would come home with your favorite fruits and foods, and towards the end of the week, with some of your favorite desserts from that one place you like by the train station that he takes to and from the company building.

sometimes he still continues to work from home, but he'll always be sitting in bed next to you on his laptop, and when you let out these muffled cries of pain, he'll look over to you with gentle eyes and hold out one of his hands for you to grab onto, not even bothering to type simultaneously with his others (even though he is perfectly capable of that). if you like the cold, he'll make sure to leave the window on your side of the bed slightly ajar so you'll feel the drops of sunlight splash your skin while allowing the gentle breeze of the season kiss your face. if, perchance, you get too cold (even if you have a blanket on), he'll put his laptop aside before offering to hold you in any way.

overtime, as he conditions himself to understand your thoughts and process of thinking while you're on your period, he does his best to reassure you through extreme mood swings. he tells you funny stories that happen at Favonius, the corporation he works for, and constantly tells you how much he loves you. if you need something from him, he'll be out and back in a span of 10 minutes, most times, even faster than that.

"i know it hurts baby, here, just breathe and put this under your tummy," he would say, handing you a preheated heating pad that feels just right for you.

in the moments where you're immense pain—even in moments where you are happy, he continues to support you through your rough patches just so he can stand alongside you, and more importantly, smile alongside you. for, he believes that the world that he lives in revolves around you, now that you are here with him. and even if the world falls apart, he is willing to take every chip and chunk and gently piece it back together.

"hun, if it keeps hurting, just tug on my hand—otherwise, pull me to cuddle in the sheets. i've got your favorite chocolate on my nightstand, so just say the word, and i'll crack one open for you."