#trigger warning: period

[kizzer55555]

Fear Me

I am on my period and I am suffering. So I’m going to make Danny suffer too.

Trans Danny, on his period, meets the Justice league.

There. Have at it.

And I’ll give a bit of an idea what I am going through. Wake up and blood is everywhere. Pillows, blankets, sheets, clothing, skin. Have to spend the morning washing blood and gunk out of your stuff. Then suddenly be hit by an intense bout of nausea, as if you are about to throw up. Last for at least 7 hours, if not more. Period cramps either come in a steady ache or pulses and each spike is so intense you physically can’t move, or think, or breathe for a few seconds until the pain subsides. Back to nausea. Walking makes it worse, smelling anything but especially food (or worse, meat) makes it worse. Nothing you do can distract you. No pain meds (in Danny’s case, they don’t work on ghosts and ghosts don’t have to worry about periods. Halfas do though). And sudden hormonal changes that make you want to cry, or rip something apart, or scream, and you are praying no one you care about talks to you because either you won’t be able to respond and they will ask if you are ok, not leaving you alone making you frustrated and annoyed (especially because you physically can’t communicate that distress.), or worse, you blow up at them and then instantly feel bad but just want the pain to stop. If you have a pet, they instantly want to lay on you or jump on you and because you don’t want to scream at them you just get up and silently walk away. Your lower back aches, your chest aches, you can’t even eat because the nausea is so bad.

If you need increased inspiration, when multiple females live together their periods sink up so have Jazz and Dani on their period too.

And this is when Danny meets the Justice League.

[m0narche]

Suguru eats you out during your period btw, he's a REAL man

[mygoodgracies]

so guess who had to run into urgent care today because i thought i had a uti but turns out it was kindey stones?! we took another sample i'll know by end of day into tomorrow the pain was so bad ya'll but at least i got some meds that will help ease the pain.

[autisticdoll]

“If you starve you’ll lose your period” yeah that’s the whole point 😭

[misc-obeyme]

I also got my period So not much use for my new shiny toy named Arrie Except in the shower But I suppose, real knights have blood on their sword?

asldk;kjldf

Anon. I must implore you not to feed his ego! Please I suffer enough already.

Though if you're curious about whether or not such a thing would deter him, I can tell you right now that it would not. Real knights indeed :)

[slashmeharderdaddy]

FREEZER POP

Aunt Flo’s in town and it gave me this idea. I only just now got around to writing it. Art’s s/o, Mal, is on her period and, knowing Art’s a cannibal, decides to give him a special treat.

TW: Blood, menstruation, periods, mention of cannibalism

Mallory winced as another sharp pain stabbed through her. Gritting her teeth, she sucked in a breath through her nose, held it for a few seconds, then let it out through her mouth. She’d always had hellish periods before going on the pill, but after switching to an IUD a couple years ago, her period cramps had returned. She had been tired for the last few days, so much so that she had called in sick the day before just so she could get some sleep. When her period started, she finally understood why.

“Fuck this shit,” Mal grumbled as she grabbed a square of toilet paper to keep the blood off her fingers. The tampon came out with a single yank. Just as she was about to drop it into the toilet, she paused, an idea springing to mind. “Hold on a second…”

Mal glanced down at the tampon. Art had been in her life long enough for her to know he had some…unique tastes when it came to food. He had already earned his red wings, and then some. He couldn’t get enough of her, and he had spent the rest of the night eating her pussy like a man half-starved. He never spent more than a night—maybe two—with her, but he had spent the entire week with her that week, disappearing during the day and returning at night to eat her out again.

Now, staring at the tampon in her hand, Mal wondered if he might want it. Never before had she considered keeping any of her used tampons. To her, it was disgusting, and they were meant to be thrown away. But her cannibal…whatever the hell Art was…might not think so. Maybe he’d want them. Maybe they’d be a treat for him.

Sighing, Mal tossed it into the sink and finished up. Wrapping the tampon in a paper towel, she stashed it in a Tupperware container in the back of the fridge.

~ ~ ~

I have a treat for you,” Mal said when Art inevitably returned. Ever since that night, he’d somehow learned her cycle. She didn’t want to know how—when it came to Art, some things were better left a mystery.

Art perked up, his mouth forming a surprised O as he gestured to himself.

“Yeah. It’s in the freezer if you want it. It’s in the Tupperware in the back.”

Art clapped his hands and skipped into the kitchen. Mal shook her head, still in awe of the way he could be so lethal yet so whimsical at the same time. She knew as soon as they’d gotten involved with each other that he would be her death.

Mal followed Art into the kitchen, where he was digging through the freezer. She smiled as he pulled out that morning’s Tupperware container. Several more used tampons had been added to it, wrapped in a paper towel. She had written Art’s name in glittery pink gel pen on each one. His eyes widened when he opened the container. Glancing up at her, he pointed excitedly at his name.

“Yeah. I wanted to surprise you.”

Art grinned and grabbed one of the tampons, tearing at the paper towel with his teeth. He paused, stunned, when he saw the tampon.

“It’s probably weird, but…I thought these could be a sort of…well, freezer pop. If you want them. If not I’ll throw them out—“

Art cut off Mal with a wave of his hand before popping the tampon into his mouth. If he were the type to ever make a sound, she knew he’d be letting out a moan of delight as his eyes fluttered shut. He replaced the lid and shoved the container back into the freezer.

Art opened his eyes and held out his arms with a beckoning motion. As Mal stepped forward, he pulled her into a tight embrace.

“I take it you like the freezer pop?” She said, chuckling. Art nodded. “Good. There’s plenty more where that came from.”

[oopsididitagaim]

My period is late, by nearly a week and idk what that means. I know I’m not pregnant (I did a test, negative) and im near skinny enough to be loosing it from that. It could be stress bc work is rough and impacts sleep and triggers mia more. Urghh idk. My weight is down slightly tho, not much but some and it’s still progress.

[turdofanerd]

sighhhh

what a hell of a day

no more cramps or nausea tho, so I'm finally okay yayyy

[princessdreamss]

listen idc if yall call me gross bc ur just little people who live in the tumblr app but like

period sex

i have to imagine that long fingers squelching and pumping in and out of me would at least soothe my cramps a LITTLE bit rn. perhaps a little clit suck. just a little

and who would a partner be to deny me that??????? maybe i need to date a vampire

[lluu50]

I'm trying to draw a little comic based on a dream I had to nights ago and well.. it's not making a lot of sense but it didn't make sense when I was dreaming it either so 🤷‍♀️

[eolewyn1010]

I swear to GOD I'm on the verge of writing an incensed paper titled "In defense of hysterectomy". Curse the stupid gynecology bitch who had the balls on her to tell me tHaT's pErFeCtLy nOrMaL. Do YOU bleed for eight days a month? Do YOU have a 50/50 chance of lying there uselessly for a couple days in stupefying pain every time That Time rolls around? Is it impossible for YOU to sleep through a night without waking up in a puddle of your own blood? Do YOU get up at 3 a.m. to wash your blanket, and your sheet, and your mattress, and yourself, and your pajamas, and your bathroom rug, and the toilet? Again, and again, and again? Even WITH a towel underneath? Fuck you. Don't tell me that's normal. I've only ever had my own period to inspect up close, and I know that's not fucking normal. I know it's not normal because the hygiene products that are made for nOrMaLlY-functioning uteruses (is it uteri?) DO NOT. HOLD IN. WHAT MY BODY. PRODUCES. The cramps. The extreme mood swings. This ridiculous amount of blood. Fucking stop telling me it's because I'm a hEaLtHy well-fed young woman in my best years. I do not feel healthy. I feel like a bloody MESS.

[feralnightwing]

period-havers deserve financial compensation because what the fuck is this bullshit. i have been laying in bed for 5 hours now, curled up into the fetal-est fetal position to exist, and i'm expected to get my midterms done no biggie??? fuck you. FUCK YOU.

[allegedlyadult]

There’s no way I’m the only person that feels like they can smell their period when they go to the gym on the ~cursed days~

[lisyonokk]

things inspired by being on my period 😒

Helen gets her first period months after coming to their l household. Before, she was too young and too sick and thin for her body to be able to do anything but survive.

Here she was well fed and given rest and her magic, finally acknowledged and having an outlet, stopped ripping her apart.

When she first notices blood, she completely freaks out. She must be dying again, blood is bad and it means there's something very wrong and all of this progress was all a lie and she's still gonna die die die...

Hands shaking, she frantically tries to stop the bleeding with her magic but the magic is dormant and she doesn't know how to make it do what she wants. There's no one there to help her, mother is dead and the closest people here are two strange men with whom she can barely speak on the best days. They don't even have any female servants. She's sick and alone, again like before, the mere sight of blood makes her throat close up and vision swim. She's crying and she cannot breathe, her heart is hammering in her chest like it's going to explode.

Suddenly there is a knock on her door, which somewhat startles her from spiralling.

"Helen, it's Sebastian. Are you alright? Your heart is beating too fast and we smelled blood. Are you hurt? Ciel is worried."

What is he doing here. He cannot be here. This cursed dangerous man. Out of two of them she trusts him the least. There's something in him that makes her skin crawl. And now he's here asking is she's alright as if it's a natural thing for him to do. She cannot speak so she just sniffles, trying to stop making noise and bunches her undershirt between her legs.

"Please answer. I must make sure you were not harmed. Helen can I come in please?"

She just whimpers in disagreement. Go away, go away.

"Helen, I insist. I cannot help you of you won't tell me what is wrong. I'll stay here if you want but you have to tell me. Or I will come in and see for myself."

This is hell. She knows he doesn't just say things to say them. He will come in and she cannot have that. So she chooses the lesser evil.

"There's...there's blood..." she starts crying again, reminded of her initial shock. "...I wasn't hurt it just...I don't understand! I don't wanna die!"

There's a barely noticeable sigh from behind the door.

"I promise we won't let you die, Helen. Please forgive my indecency, but this is very important. Helen answer me truthfully, are you bleeding through your private parts?"

She gasps and slaps a hand to her mouth, mortified. How can he say such things! There's no way she's answering that. But...

"How did you—"

"You're alright Helen. I promise you are not dying any time soon. Did your...did no one tell you about this before?"

She knows he almost mentioned mother. But she must know.

"About what?"

What was her mother supposed to tell her about? Suddenly bleeding out through her undergarments?! The voice, muffled by the door, continued:

"I know I am far from the best person to talk to you about this, but frankly we have no other choice now. Your bleeding is a natural thing that happens when a girl grows into a young woman. Your mother should've prepared you ahead of time, but it seems she did not. You are not sick. Your body is changing and that is all. This will last for about a week and will happen again every month."

"How do you know? I've never seen this before. When will it stop happening?"

She hears a snort. How dare he laugh right now!

"I lived many lives alongside people and this I am sure of. This will only stop if you are too sick or with child. I apologise, if this scared you. But...it must still be better than dying."

Her breathing evens out and only a few sniffles ruin the sudden silence that falls after the man's words. She's not dying, this is normal. She's normal and alive. Full of relief she abruptly leans on the door, the back of her head meeting solid wood with a dull thump.

"How do I stop it? I can't sit in this blood for a week."

"It cannot be stopped. But I can give you medicine to help with the pain as well as some spare clean cloth so you will not bleed through your clothes. Will that be alright?"

She made a small affirmative sound, still embarrassed beyond herself.

"Then we are done here. I'll leave some clean clothes for you to change into by the door. You're welcome to come downstairs in twenty minutes, I will be serving tea and chocolate cake. I'll tell Ciel that you are alright so he will not ask questions."

She may be horrified right now but she was raised with some manners.

"Thank you...um... for helping me."

"I am glad to be of help. Despite what you may think, it is in my best interests for you to be happy and well. I'll meet you downstairs."

Muffled steps are heard until everything falls silent again.

Such a strange man he is. Mysterious, intimidating, too... focused. But he saved her before and he helped her now, that must count for something. It is time to show her gratitude. But first she must see to her puffy red face...

[empty0coffin]

want to listen to slow sad music in my bedroom and like cuddle and stuff