#we love male menstruation cycles

[yourstrulynameless]

The many bodies of Dr. Elias Shaw.

[super-who-locked-me-in-here]

Okay so I've been thinking about worldbuilding and stuff, and here's my dilemma:

In real life, it was a big thing in certain sectors of Christianity that women menstruate because they're paying the price for Eve's original sin of eating from the tree of knowledge. But several people have pointed out over the years that humans aren't the only species that menstruate the way we do (overtly), and so how do things like chimpanzees or elephant shrews apply to original sin in that line of logic and why do other mammals like cats that have heat cycles instead of overt menstruation cycles get away with not being included.

Which brings me to my next questions:

Are there periods in the omegaverse or is that not a thing that any of them have to deal with because of their heat cycles? Would only omegas get periods or would all women regardless of secondary gender experience them? Or is it a matter of alpha and beta women have overt menstrual cycles while omega women have heat cycles? Intersex male omegas have heat cycles so would they also have or not have periods like female omegas? Is there further ostracization of omegas because they do or do not experience periods? How was the Christian designation of menstruating as punishment for original sin handled in the omegaverse?

These are all questions I have absolutely zero hope of getting resolute answers to but if anyone has ideas I would love to hear them

[abyssmita]

I JUST found out about FGM through a yt short (i genuinely had no idea so I had to scroll the comments to understand) and I'm literally horrified. Even then as I scroll I find comments by men comparing it to male circumcision.....

Scrolling a little further I saw a comment by another Indian woman saying that she found out rn too and sympathizing with the victims, there's a reply to it stating how women were treated worse in Hinduism (sati, dalit women, menstrual cycle restrictions, draupadi etc.) and that the commentor shouldn't be "acting as if she's living better"???????? Wtf??? I can't even start to talk about what exactly went thru this person's head before making that comment because I simply cannot make the connection.

MOVING ON, ANOTHER reply comes from this another Indian guy to the previous replier, saying "you don't know anything, hinduism much better yadda yadda sati wasn't forced on women like jauhar isn't, isolating women during menstruation was justified because they didn't have Dettol back then, draupadi cheerharan was done because she insulted duryodhan first and it was 'tit for tat'"

There's just so much to unpack here. I'll be going on a rant.

I love my religion a lot, it means very much to me. And I understand that many of the wrongs in it started due to external influence and patriarchy. But that does NOT negate the fact that they were WRONG. No sati wasn't "women's choice". No independent healthy person with free will would want to burn themselves alive unless they are either 1. Manipulated to think that's correct, or 2. Being alive is a bigger threat (which was the case in jauhar). Even IF some women "chose" to die with their husbands, it was not out of love of free will, it was because they were conditioned to think that's what an honourable wife should do. they were made to believe a wife is nothing without her husband, she's merely an extension of him and should be discarded when he is no longer alive. And I also hate those people who glamorize the practice of jauhar, as if it wasn't a direct consequence of patriarchy. Yes, the women were brave to take such a step for their dignity, but WHY ARE WE IGNORING THAT THEY WOULDN'T JUST JUMP INTO THE FIRE IF THEY WEREN'T ABOUT TO BE TAKEN AS LITERAL SEX SLAVES? No it wasn't their "choice", they had no other option left. It was either an "honorable" death or a miserable life. This is just bear vs man all over again honestly, it's getting so tiring.

You at gunpoint, two cups infront of you, one laced with poison, either you drink one or he shoots. You'll pick one up, you'll take your chance. But you wouldn't touch any of those cups if not for the gun to your head. Stop justifying crimes against women with a false illusion of choice. You are no better than the perpetrators. If you can put the responsibility of such incidents on the victims, you can very well do the same thing to another person.

And I can't even start talking about the draupadi thing, man how in the world was duryodhan having her assaulted and sexually harrassed infront of the entire Kingdom a justified reaction to her simply LAUGHING at him (which DIDN'T actually happen, jsyk.) I'd really like to cut open the brains of the people who can think on this wavelength and actually see for myself how the thought process happens, and then preferably smash their brains straight to sauce because no monster who genuinely thinks like that deserves to be alive.

Another point I'd like to make is that how these two men somehow managed to take the point STRAIGHT from the cruelty against FGM victims to something that is completely different to the case at hand. Speaks a lot about exactly how they have behaved in the past few centuries, doesn't it?

Also, those who are unaware of FGM like I was, I request you go and research that topic. It is not a thing of the past, it's happening to very little girls right this moment as we speak. When we live in times where women struggle to be considered human, much less equal to men, the least we can do is be aware of problems our fellow women suffer from. Even if male circumcision is a highly debated topic, it is not at all comparable to FGM. Funny how most of us know about male circumcision and yet have never heard of FGM.

[moriartyluver]

can we have some mtp boys (separate) on how they’d treat a fem! Reader who is on her period. You don’t need to make it historically accurate & if you’d prefer, you can make it modern au. Thank you!!!

A/N: I did this in a modern AU as suggested because I have no idea how people would have dealt with periods in the 19th century

Characters: William James Moriarty x fem! Reader , Albert James Moriarty x fem! Reader ,Louis James Moriarty x fem! Reader (separate)

Format: headcannons

Genre: hurt/ comfort, fluff

Prompt: the Moriarty brothers with a reader who is on their period.

Warnings: reader is afab, reader is female, established relationships, periods/menstruation etc.

LOUIS would be such a good partner in general so when you’re on your period? He is doing everything!

He’s already very much a househusband male wife kind of guy but it just gets so much more malewifey when you’re on your period

Oh you’re hot water bottle got slightly less warm? Louis is filling it up for your instantly

He will literally shower you in heating pads

I don’t think he’d be very physically affectionate in general, his love language is definitely acts of service and it’s very evident all the time, but if you ask to be held, hold you he will.

He’ll make you anything you want to eat no matter how strange (I always get really weird cravings on my period so if you do aswell, be prepared because Louis will stop at nothing to make you happy)

He has a whole storage cupboard packed with pads and tampons and whatever else you may use, all with your preferred sizes and brands because he’s just that caring. You never run out of pads or tampons with him around.

If any ones annoying you, he’ll be super pissed off and will actually get into a fight for your sake.

If you’re feeling emotional, he’ll be by your side reassuring you that everything’s okay. He’s a bit emotionally constipated but he tries his best for you.

If you ever need sheets to be washed or clothes to be cleaned, he won’t mind at all and he will definitely not get upset.

He himself doesn’t go out unless necessary so he’ll try stay at home with you all the time, just in case you need something (even if you insist that you’re fine)

Overall rating? 10/10 wifey material

WILLIAM probably knows more about your period than you do. Not in a gross mansplaining way but in a well educated husband kind of way

Like he definitely knows when you’re going to start you’re period based on symptoms and stuff before you get that little red surprise in your underwear. Worst feeling tbh.

He helps you learn how to track your cycle and if you’re an inconsistent period girlie like myself, he’s a great help. Imagine just getting ready to go out and then William tells you to make sure to take a pad/tampon/cup with you before you leave 💀

He pampers you too, especially if you live together, but not in the same way louis does.

He’s a bit more strict when it comes to what you should and shouldn’t eat (it’s the protective teacher in him). Liam makes you take magnesium supplements and makes sure you eat healthy even if you’re craving junk food so your cramps don’t get worse.

He’s probably calculated the perfect temperature for your heat pad/hot water bottle 😭

Probably a little more affectionate than his younger brother would be. If you’re complaining about being cold or uncomfortable, he’d put whatever book he’s reading down and hold his arms wide open for you. William absentmindedly rubs your back while listening to you complain about having a uterus

Definitely pressed kisses to your forehead while you ramble like the old fashioned lover he is 🤭

He makes sure to buy you really good quality pads/tampons and is sure to memorise which brands or types you prefer. Might slip a chocolate bar in there too. He also buys you painkillers and gives you the correct doses and everything at the right times

If you don’t feel like speaking much (he loves talking to you for some reason. its adorable) he gets a little upset but he’s a surprisingly good communicator. He doesn’t want to make you feel uneasy and bless his heart, he does all the chores and everything so you don’t have to suffer further while your uterus tries to fucking kill you

Overall rating? ∞/10 (I am totally not biased) I want to marry him idc if he’s a drawing

ALBERT is stupid. I’m sorry that’s a mean way to start off

I think we can all agree he has OCD or OCPD but he’s so sweet to you despite some seeing periods as a ‘Filthy’ thing.

You bled through the sheets? He’ll calmly help you fix that dw sweetie. If you bleed through your pants in public and anyone gives you any dirty looks or some weird shit because people hate uterus havers, he’s not called one of the most unhinged mtp characters for nothing 😊

Ok but this man knows nothing about periods though. I’m so sorry. Like you had to explain to him that no you can’t hold in the blood nor do you use your pad as a bandaid of some sort

Would probably send you one of these :(yes I made that)

He needs Louis to go shopping with him to help get you stuff because this man is smart enough for eton but not enough to know that different colours on pad packages are not flavours 🙄

Also he’s a shit cook so you still have to do that if u don’t wanna starve

Probably the most affectionate out of the brothers. He’s very cuddly with you when you need him to be (mainly because he feels bad for being so damn useless)

Overall rating? 2/10 💀

[jymwahuwu]

i just remembered this sort of joke I had with a classmate because most girls in our class would start their period when her menstrual cycle arrived, we jokingly called her an alpha female because of the running topic that when an alpha is in a rut, it might send off nearby Omegas' heats. I don't know if you're interested in Omegaverse right now or not but here are my thoughts without it.

Now please hear me out...Feixiao who accidentally makes you ovulate whenever she's ovulating so you can understand why she can't keeps her hands to herself.

Oh >_< I seem to have heard it!! My friend told me about "menstrual synchronization". There's also an interesting idea (but probably fake, I know) that female hormones during cave period interact with each other to cause synchronized menstruation. From a male-centered perspective, this phenomenon of menstrual synchronization facilitates women to conceive at the same time and increases the reproductive rate. From a gynocentric perspective, this synchronized menstruation makes it easier for women to take care of each other during pregnancy and bleeding.

This scenario is so cute 😹😹😹 Think about Feixiao wanting to kiss her lovely mate after coming home from a hunt, but because she is ovulating, you are ovulating too, and even your estrous cycles are the same. She had to take time off even as an Alpha. Sometimes she wonders if she is influencing you because you have just come into heat… your cycles are gradually becoming consistent, making it easier for you to mate…

[nocasdatsgay]

Fanfic: Glorified Warmer

Pairing: Neris

Rating: G

Word count: 630

Summary: Nesta starts her cycle and Eris shows Autumn Males are in fact good for something.

Warning: menstruation talk otherwise it’s fluff

Read it on ao3 or read below| Based on this post

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“Nesta?”

Eris’s voice carried into the bed chamber as he shut the door. Nesta groaned into her pillow. She had no idea what time it was or how long she’d been sleeping. She woke up after Eris, like always. Only this morning she realized her cycle started. She had enough energy to bathe and change the sheets, before lying back down. She felt the bed sink behind her.

“Love, it’s almost noon. Are you feeling alright?”

“I’m fine I-“ she paused. She promised him no lying, not even if it embarrassed her. “My cycle. I’m always tired on the first day.”

She felt him shift under the covers and scoot towards her. She relaxed when his arm wrapped around her and his soft scent filled her nose.

“Do you have pains?” He whispered into her hair, kissing the back of her head. “I can help with that.”

“Oh can you?” She asked sarcastically, not turning to face him.

“Autumn males have some usefulness,” he chuckled. His hand grabbed and tugged up her nightgown.

“What are you doing?” She nearly elbowed him trying to pull away.

“Relax, Nesta,” he laughed. “I’m trying to help you.”

She was skeptical but stilled herself and let him slip his hand under her gown. He laid it on her abdomen. It took a moment but his hand was warm, more heated than normal. She relaxed again.

“See,” he said. “Better?”

She nodded. “Would you- it’s mostly in my back.”

“Roll over.”

They both moved, Nesta rolling onto her stomach and Eris sitting up. She felt him push up her gown again, tugging it higher and exposing most of her back. She let out a deep sigh as both warm hands pressed against her lower back. It was like a hot water bottle, but better.

She turned her head on her pillow. “Where were you when I had this every month?”

“By the cauldron, every month?” Eris’s disgusted tone only made her laugh.

“You’re half a century old and you didn’t know humans bled once a month?” She sighed again when he pressed his fingers down gently, massaging the muscles in her lower back.

“The Mother really cursed your kind when she made you.” Eris muttered as if she couldn’t hear him. He kept massaging her and said louder,“I wasn’t interested in the human reproductive system. I can’t say I was interested in humans at all.” Even though she knew he was simply being honest, she still frowned.

“We were equally uninterested in your kind.” She snapped back. “You’re nothing but a glorified warmer.”

He only laughed. “My love, this glorified warmer will leave you where you lie.”

“Then do it.”

He hummed in response but didn’t move his hands off her skin. Instead he shifted down to lean over her and kiss her along her spine. She could smell the air shift, a slight hint of arousal coming off her husband. She couldn’t even be angry about it.

“I love when your fangs come out.”

“Behave. I’m tired and bleeding.”

“I’m always on my best behavior.”

She scoffed at him as he said up and went back to rubbing soft circles in her back. They both fell into silence. It didn’t take long for Nesta’s breathing to even out, sleep taking over again. She briefly woke when Eris moved off her. He whispered for her to go back to sleep.

Eris gently straightened her gown and tucked the blanket around her. He stepped out and ordered a tonic be left for her by a healer and told the servants to not wake her. He came back with a filled water skin and heated it with his magic. He left it on her back and kissed her head again before finally leaving her to rest.

[beemovieerotica]

"bUt cAnT wE tEsT oN hUmAnS" drives me nuts. New medicine/treatments/vaccines/surgeries/etc. can cause SO many issues. Like, have these people never seen those commercials going "If you or a loved one have been diagnosed with mesothelioma" or "If you or a loved one were diagnosed with this cancer after using this weed killer" or the "Hey your baby powder might have fucking asbestos in it"???

I mean fuck even after things have been ~officially tested~ I still wait a year or more before trying a new medication/vaccine/procedure/whatever and just let all the other guinea pigs test it out and see what happens to them first because sometimes! Things are missed! Or ignored!

There's literally a Wikipedia article on the largest pharmaceutical settlements for things like failure to disclose safety data, kickbacks and fraud.

It's the same when a new video game/console/phone/car comes out! Let everyone else go first and find all of the bugs/problems/see if the car explodes or the breaks stop working.

^^^^^^

To be clear though, hesitancy about vaccines has been a detriment of society with little basis in fact. Everyone was panicking about the covid vaccine like "it's NEW and EXPERIMENTAL!" No...mRNA vaccines have been tested on mice since the 90's. And the panic about the lyme disease vaccine prevented us from potentially eradicating that disease among humans, and now it's mutated beyond the point where a vaccine could ever be effective. I trust vaccines, they don't fuck around with all the hurdles somebody has to go through before any of that gets to the consumer level.

For other medications I generally trust the medical review process, but you're correct in that things can be unreliable if they aren't tested on a wide variety of bodies because of things like medical misogyny and ableism. Medical professionals are shocked when a medication has unexpected side effects for people who menstruate, like...did this never come up during trials? Oh, no, it didn't, because they didn't bother testing anyone beyond healthy ages 20-40 cis men.

It's also standard to only use male mice/cats/dogs/primates for most medication tests - I work with inverts and didn't know this was a thing until I went to a conference for the broader neuroscience community. Basically, female rats/mammals present "issues" for medical testing because of their reproductive hormone cycles ...... and so does half of the human population.

It's a complicated issue but yeah, it's not going to make things any safer by eliminating animal testing outright.

[lilflowerpot]

Hi love first just wanted to check on you and secondly I have been curious about galra genitals I assume they are similar to humans and Atleans but I want to know if they work similarly to ours or if they can’t do certain things we can sorry if it's a weird ask you don't have to answer anyway take care!❤️

Not weird at all my love! In fact a couple of anons already beat you to it, so I have two posts of this nature: one for fertility cycles and menstruation in female galra, and one for male galra reproductive organs!

[tedwardremus]

Ok, so the random prompts that you reblogged, I legit thought the first one said,

“let’s make Plan b” (I had to read it three times to get the prompt correct)

Anyways, it had me thinking about Remus, you know how he’s always characterized as a “Casanova, intimidating, Chocolate loving, Alpha Werewolf”

I don’t understand why Remus is always seen loving chocolate so much, so it made me think, ‘what if Remus was holding feminine products’ instead of chocolate. I think if a Remus were to carry those items during school, then I could totally see girls wanting his attention (both platonic/intimate)

This brings me back to the prompt, “let’s make Plan b” it’s known that the Marauders are in fact intelligent (also, dorks) so here’s a question for you, do you think they would try and advocate for women’s health? Or, would they seek help from the girls and try to come up with ways to make both feminine products and Plan b. 🤔

(ps, I’ll send a prompt after this-anon Nena 🤫 )

First, we must ask ourselves: what does reproductive health and feminine hygiene look like in the wizarding world?

We know pain medication is pretty advanced and easily accessible from the Hospital Wing. Is there a cultural stigma for students who experience a menstrual cycle from seeking pain medication? The Wizarding World seems a bit conservative and women tend to get married and have kids younger than their muggle counterparts which to me signifies that women are limited in their options when it comes to choosing when and how they start a family.

Do individuals who menstruate in the wizarding world use tampons and pads? Or is this another thing that signifies a difference between those who grow up in the magical world and those who grow up in the muggle world?

Does magical healthcare mean abortions and contraception can happen more easily in the privacy of their own home? Is this knowledge that gets passed down from mother to daughter, and men are completely ignorant of how women deal with their reproductive health and pregnacy chocie?

I’m going to dive into a bit of history here because Plan B wasn't FDA-approved until 1999, and MWPP went to Hogwarts in the 1970s. When I see people discuss MWPP’s possible feminism or include it in fics, I think people forget what the 1970s looked like for reproductive health. Please note I am from the US, so my history is pretty US-centric. If a lovely UK individual wants to chime in and add their thoughts, I’d be thrilled to learn more from you! 

A Brief History of Abortion

For centuries, and up until the late 1800s, abortion was widely practiced in the United States, and was the purview of women and midwives. For the most part, it was legal in the early stages of pregnancy.  With the knowledge of plant-based remedies carried down for generations, abortion was common enough to appear in the legal and medical records of colonial America. 

In 1880, anti-abortion legislation arose as a societal backlash against the growing movements of suffrage and birth control. The AMA formed at mid-century and its male leadership worked to discredit midwives and place themselves in charge of women’s health. At the same time, the first generations of women collage graduates entered the public sphere, and increased female independence was a threat to male power and patriarchal dominance.  The new restrictions opened the door to tightening governmental control over women’s health care and their lives. 

What was once a private and personal decision regarding a woman’s health became a public agenda adjudicated with government interference. A campaign to criminalize abortion subjected women to fear, shame, and desperation. Poor women and women of color suffered disproportionately, as the ability to obtain a safe abortion often depended on economic situation, race, and location. Too often, women resorted to dangerous, sometimes deadly, methods of ending their pregnancies.

The women's movement in the mid 20th century took the subject of abortion public, no longer concealed in the privacy of a woman’s priavte life as it had been in the past. Women marched, rallied, and lobbied for safe abortion on demand. Civil liberties groups and liberal clergy joined in these efforts to support women. By the late 1960s, a nationwide effort was underway to reform the criminal abortion laws in effect in nearly every state. 

Abortion, within certain restrictions, in the United Kingdom became available under the terms of the Abortion Act 1967.

On January 22, 1973, the U.S. Supreme court announced its decision in Roe v. Wade, which recognized for the first time that the constitutional right to privacy “is broad enough to encompass a woman’s decision whether or not to terminate her pregnancy”. Women having safe access to reproductive health care in the United States has allowed women to make giant leaps in equality. Since the 1970s the number of women in the workforce has grown and so has women’s leadership in those places of labor. Women’s participation in higher education as well as their graduation rate has increased to outpace the number of men. These gains are due to the fact that women have been able to plan when and how they start a family and exercise control over their own reproductive health.

Second Wave Feminism

Our  heroes, MWPP, attended Hogwarts in the 1970s, during the Second Wave of Feminism, a period in the women’s movement that started in the early 1960s and lasted through the 1980s. Feminists during this time sought to achieve equality for women by challenging unfair labor practices and discriminatory laws. They provided women with educational material about sex and reproduction and fought to legalize all forms of birth control. They established political organizations and wrote books, articles, and essays challenging sexism in society. But to obtain equality, women needed to change the way men (and women, too) thought of, spoke about, and treated women. This endeavor not only required changing laws, but also necessitated a fundamental shift in all aspects of society to reflect the true equality of women and men.

In the United States, a group of women in 1966, including Betty Friedan who authored the foundational The Feminine Mystique, founded the National Organization for Women (NOW). In 1967, the organization added to its Bill of Rights for Women the “right of women to control their own reproductive lives” and set a goal to challenge restrictive abortion laws and expand access to contraception. In 1967, NOW also included to its agenda paid maternity leave, educational aid, job training, and tax deductions for child care.

The Pill

The 1960s also included the distribution of The Pill. At first dispensed only to women who could prove they were married – and only for reasons related to a woman’s health – the Pill soon was one of the most talked-about medical advances in history. By the time it was in widespread use, the population reflected it: the baby boom ended in 1964 with the first birth rate decline since World War II. 

The Pill and the Supreme Court decisions that followed allowed women to take control of their own reproductive system – a power that had been in the hands of male doctors, judges, and politicians since the mid-nineteenth century. Women saw these opportunities for autonomy and acted upon them. Yet the sexual double standard in American culture still condemned women who engaged in extramarital sex as “easy,” “fallen,” and not of marriageable material, while men were viewed as “playboys.” 

Feminine Hygiene

Feminine Hygiene also advanced during this time period. In the 1970s, Kotex introduced the Menstrual Gift Package to the market. The simple kit challenged social norms by encouraging adults to talk about menstruation with their children.

This innovative product makes sense for Kotex, which was a trailblazer in menstruation matience as the first-ever brand of sanitary napkins to hit the U.S. market in 1921.

Before Kotex, women used homemade cloth pads to manage their periods. Women had different ways of dealing with their periods each month, and it was commonly accepted that women would rarely be seen in public while on their periods. Kimberly-Clark launched Kotex in the 1920s by using leftover cellucotton from World War I bandages. The disposable sanitary napkin, while seemingly very simple, was a high-tech invention at the time. The discreet yet highly absorbent material gave women more freedom during their monthly periods.

Kotex advertised its products in women’s magazines starting in the 1920s, which shaped the perceptions of menstruation and how women publicly discuss their periods today. Their advertising campaigns reinforced the idea that menstruation was something to conceal and a problem for women rather than a natural bodily function.

The Kotex gift package is another example of the company’s innovative marketing techniques. This time, though, the advertisement was designed to help break down cultural taboos surrounding menstruation. The kit promoted that every girl should know about menstruation before their 11th birthday and encouraged mothers to talk to their daughters about menstruation. The kit was marketed to mothers as a way to introduce their daughters to menstruation. The kit includes instructive booklets for first-time menstruators, sanitary napkins, belts, and napkin holders. The star product of the kit is the New Freedom menstrual pad. For decades, women had complained about menstrual pads and how difficult they were to use. Pads shifted position and twisted so they wouldn’t lay flat, and the attachment devices (belts) sometimes irritated or injured the wearer. In the early 1970s, Kotex introduced New Freedom pads, which used adhesive to stick underpants.

Would MWPP Advocate for Women’s Health?

So now that we got the history lesson out of the way and we understand the context of the time period in which MWPP would be going to school what is my answer?

Let’s go with the assumption that the wizarding community mirrors the muggle world in terms of stigma against talking publicly about women’s health and the lack of access to feminine hygiene products and reproductive choices. The culture is changing, women are organizing and tlakign publicly about these issues, and new developments in health mataince and procedures are occuring at a rapid pace.

We already know that MWPP were outspoken about their distaste for dark magic while they were teenagers, exceptionally bright, and while bullies in school are also contradicted by their loyalty and allyship toward disadvantaged students. Not only did Sirius, James, and Peter still want to be friends with Remus after they found out he was a werewolf but ensured he had emotional support and gave him a safer experience while transformed by becoming animagi. James “I’ve never used the M-word in my life” Potter clearly cares about treating people with decency and is repulsed by people who would view themselves as inherently better than others (even if James was a bully as a teen, he grew out of it and matured).

Instead of getting jobs, the four of them dedicated their time (and lives) to an underground anti-fascist organization to fight against the established blood supremacy. They were still teenagers when they were fighting Death Eaters. They aren’t afraid to combat social stigmas and status quo and they will push ahead and do what they think is right. 

I think MWPP would largely be unaware of what witches at Hogwarts needed or were experiencing until it was brought to their attention. Maybe Lily is complaining to James, and he’s like woah, this is all brand new information, and I am now greatly upset on your behalf and all women.  Sirius is also outraged but not as surprised as James. Peter has never uttered the word menstruation or period or abortion in his life. Remus is supportive but is so afraid of going outing himself that he listens to Lily but doesn’t do anything about it.

If Remus is holding feminine products and chocolate for menstruating students, it is not his idea, Lily made him do it because witches don't have pockets in their uniforms, but wizards do. "You're a prefect Remus! You should be able to provide basic necessities to students when asked!" Lily is shouting at him while stuffing his pockets with chocolate frogs and tampons.

So that leaves us with our real champions for women, James and Sirius who I think would not only listen to Lily but try to solve her problems and as a result, make lives for menstruating students at Hogwarts easier. 

Lily says the pain potion was developed by men and doesn’t work on prolonged pain like cramps? Sirius and James help steal potion ingredients for Lily so she can make an improved potion.

The Hospital Wing doesn’t supply free hygine products? Sirius and James go to McGongall’s office to have a little chat and write a letter to the governors’ board.

Does Hogwarts have sex ed? I doubt it. They don’t even have math class. So what happens when students find themselves with child after a romp in the greenhouse? Maybe there are some books in the restricted section that Sirius and James remove using the invisibility cloak and make copies of key pages that Lily plasters in the Library.

Essentially, Lily is at the center of this effort and James and Sirius are her supportive assistants who are unashamed to discuss women’s issues with her publicly.

And even if we were to go along with this idea that James and Sirius would be willing to help advocate for proper resources for their classmates, we have to acknowledge how much of a fantasy this is. The stigma around women's reproductive health still exists. I talk to teens all the time about activism and women's issues, and the giggles boys have about talking about contraceptives is still there.

I can see James and Sirius caring about their classmates and doing what they can to help, but I also see them as teenage boys in the 1970s, so they may not have the language or understanding to fully commit or do it sensitively.

And I do not want to erase the voices and autonomy of female characters or build a world where women aren't the main driving force for advocating for their rights.

[mauvefayette6]

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

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

*stands up on desk*

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

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

thx

Period. [ Todd Anderson/fem!Reader ]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You held your stomach as you began to softly sobbed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You okay?” He asked and you shrugged.

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

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

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

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

••

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You heard a knock before someone entered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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They're doing no favours to the minority of people for whom gender dysphoria is very real. And for whom living as the opposite sex is the only real respite.

If you're male and everything about being male, including manhood is excruciatingly unbearable, then you're going to know that male biology is very real. And you're going to know that the opposite sex of being female and a woman is both real and different.

I have zero patience for so called trans women who pretend that they menstruate.

No, luv. You may get a hormonal cycle from medication. But you don't menstruate. There's no unfertilised egg, no fallopian tubes, no uterine lining to come away.

You need to have the female procreative potential for all this. And as males, you don't.

I have sympathy for trans women who express their longing to be able to menstruate.

Yes. Women will wonder why anyone would want what we go through every month.

But then we don't know what it feels like to be entirely at odds with one's own biological reality.

Of course a male whose maleness and manhood feel completely wrong might wish to experience something as unequivocally female as menstruation.

At the opposite end. I can't understand why a trans man would happily want to give birth.

You want to live as a man, not as a masculine woman, but as a man? And yet you feel perfectly fine with the ultimate in female experiences?

I compare this with hearing trans men who were desperate to be rid of the uterus that was such a integral part of the female body that plagued them.

Again. I feel only sympathy. Menstruation can be uncomfortable enough to a woman who loves her femaleness. But the idea of going through it, whilst also being entirely at odds with being female? That must be hell.

Of course. As a society, we've foolishly allowed this to happen, actually encouraged it.

Young people and children with body and identity issues are simply being pushed in one direction. Never mind if it ignores deep seated anxieties and perhaps experiences that have left profound scars.

I hate seeing trenders perpetuating their trends pushing nonsense propaganda, it drives me up the wall. No one was confused about what a woman was before and they are not confused now no matter how loud role players scream about it. The real world and fantasy doesn't always overlap.

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welcome back!! i missed seeing your posts ;v; in the last ask i sent about your male majority AU you talked more in depth about the laws in place and a few of the boys + their darlings. i was wondering if you planned to elaborate on the others too? (zhongli, scaramouche, albedo, venti, etc.) and i wanted to ask how you think Ayato would be in this verse? (if you're ok w that!) or just anything you have to add since the last time i popped up in your inbox. i'd love to hear anything at all :>

YES I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS

So I recently did Ayato in this post, but yes I have many thoughts of various scattered concepts and topics I'm just gonna compile into one big post here... I still have plenty more and I'll certainly add some with time, but for this post we have: Gorou entry for the AU, plus alternates/some small snippets of ideas for Venti/Zhongli/Scara/Kazuha/Albedo including crossovers with some of my past ideas with goddess!darling for Zhongli, Rhinedottir!darling, and finally shogun/tsaritsa archon reader >:3

//horrendously sexist filth. I continue to feel the need to warn before posts for this AU. My eyes are impure after proofreading this. General dark content, lots of gendered association with body parts/physical traits, menstruation/hormonal cycles

And finally, because I'm always paranoid of random people stumbling upon these, I'll add again this is entirely fictional and I do not approve of any of the behaviors or sentiments described here.

Also see the

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For starters, there's a lot of both laws, and standards that aren't laws per se, just... Culturally enforced norms. Both legally and culturally, there are some cultures that are more strict and regulated than others. Liyue is, predictably, regarded as very focused on legality and contracts, forms and papers and strict adherence to a wide variety of laws. Places like Mondstadt, Fontaine, and Sumeru are more regarded as freer places, both for the girls and owners alike, and Snezhnaya and Inazuma are close behind Liyue in terms of legality, but even harsher in cultural norms.

Similar to some purebred horses/dogs and luxury goods, you can get certificates of authenticity when purchasing from a valid, state-sponsored market. If you apply for any kind of government position for an institution like the Qixing or Inazuman commissions, you do need to be able to provide documentation of authentic and legal ownership, but otherwise it varies per place, much like other laws.

Once again predictably, the worst place for this is Liyue. It's actually quite the pain for anyone moving there, because you have to sign and fill out an endless stream of forms proving beyond a doubt that you purchased the girl 100% legally, have certificates of ownership (which is a problem, as some nations don't provide any legal certifications, so you have to go through an even more extensive process to obtain one), and meet standards of care, which is measured by a doctor's evaluation of the girl's health. They make sure there are no signs of ever having had an injury that went untreated, no signs of abuse (punishment marks on the skin are okay, just nothing overboard like fractured bones or anything), ensure she's not underfed or otherwise malnourished, and these days they even implemented psychiatric evaluation. Inazuma has similar laws, but far less extensive on the necessary paperwork (some argue this is due to the resident archon being female herself, so she's a bit more lax despite her usual strict standards...), while Mondstadt and Fontaine and Sumeru don't require a lot, just a basic evaluation, while Snezhnaya and Natlan require virtually nothing -- as long as you keep it restrained, you don't have to have any certificate or anything, they just trust people at their word that it's rightfully theirs, and if not and someone comes looking for their property, it can be dealt with when that situation arises.

Which is something that can happen, of course. Custody disputes are not at all uncommon, both claims to ownership or theft as well as rightful ownership when inheritance is brought into question. The former is more clean-cut, it's usually a case of someone claiming that he is the rightful owner and that person is not, and depending on the nation, processes have to be drawn out to resolve the matter (see, this is why someone from Liyue would argue they have the best system, since these things aren't much of an issue there...). The latter is actually messier, usually having to do with the death of one man leaving behind a widow and the resulting nightmare of a legal battle for custody that ensues. By default, she goes to the firstborn son, but sometimes the father will leave her in his will to a different one, which sometimes does not get revealed until post-death when the will is read, and that never goes over well. Yes, there are lawyers who literally specialize in dealing with this exact situation. Yes, it's a very high-paying job. Otherwise no one would put themselves into something so stressful.

There are some other little noteworthy differences that aren't necessarily laws, but procedural. For example, Inazuma has a lot of what might be considered akin to "mail order brides" -- purchases brought from the mainland directly to the buyer. Being disconnected from the mainland means that Inazuma have a more significant shortage, since all girls are sort of rounded up to be distributed to sellers or public institutions and the like, yet most auctions and markets take place where more crowds are, which is the mainland, and very few actually take place in Inazuma itself. So if you want one, you either have to find the scarce existing Inazuman markets (almost obsolete these days), go to the mainland yourself, or get one shipped to you, the last of which is easiest, as there are agencies that exist to do specifically that.

However, staying true to the nature of the market, said agencies tend to overcharge and make tons of arbitrary fees because they know they can afford to. You can, of course, give some specifications -- any appearance preferences such as hair color or body type or personality and demeanor. Each trait you have "customized" carries additional fees (although, in the spirit of competition, some agencies offer a sort of "first specified trait free", and you only pay if you want other traits specified). Then, they look around for one matching the buyer's preferences, and make a shipment. There's shipping fees too, not to mention import and licensure fees, and you have to pay a massive fee at the International Trade Association, whose inspection the "cargo" legally has to pass through and be approved. All of this ensures that it truly is only the absolute wealthiest of individuals who can afford to go through with this process. The upper ends of middle-class individuals with enough patience can wait for Inazuman auctions, which only occur twice a year or so.

Similarly, the various cultures have different norms and disagreements on how things are done, leading to differing perceptions of each other... Like, men from Inazuma, Liyue, and Snezchnaya tend to think men from other nations, particularly Mondstadt, are kinda... pathetic, to be honest. See, in Mondstadt in particular, a lot of guys are more likely to practice communication rather than corporeal punishment, using words and punishments involving revoking privileges or taking away things they enjoy, to make them understand what they did wrong. The average Inazuman or Snezchnayan man would probably argue a belt to the ass accomplishes that much easier. Not corporeally punishing misbehavior is just... illogical. Why waste time talking, it's not like she's going to get the point that way anyway.

Childe still remembers, on his first ever work trip to Mondstadt, he witnessed some girl making a scene, throwing a tantrum in public. Which was incredibly bizarre -- back home, you wouldn't ever see some girl dare pull a stunt like that, why would this be any different? Don't they understand consequences...? Oddly enough, the guy was just... Talking to her, trying to get her to calm down. Like, not even making any move to drag her away or bend her over his knee or anything! How strange. No wonder she was throwing a tantrum in the first place, these guys don't bother to properly discipline them, so of course they act out. It seems like something so easily fixable, and yet they choose to let her embarrass him like that. So confusing. Well, now that he thinks about it, he remembers seeing some girl misbehave back home... ironically she was a foreigner if he recalls correctly... people here must just be really bad at discipline.

It's something you'd see guys from Liyue/Inazuma/Snezhnaya definitely make guys from Mondstadt/Fontaine the brunt of jokes about -- they stereotype them as pathetic, weak, cowardly men who don't even have proper control over their women. It's both hilarious and astounding, you could catch many an occasion of Fatui soldiers stationed in Mondstadt watching some girl making a scene and snickering to themselves about how one of them should go take her away, since this spineless bastard doesn't deserve her if he can't set her straight... really, hey, maybe one of them should...? They could probably get away with it...

Among other norms like that, in similarly orderly/strict societies, partiularly the aforementioned Inazuma, Liyue, or Snezhnaya, it's sort of unseemly for a girl to be walking around without a leash. Like, if you care about her, of course you'd put her on a leash. Only someone who doesn't have any concern for his belonging's wellbeing would just let her walk around in public without one. She could get distracted and run off and do something stupid, run away from you, or even get snatched up by someone else! And if you need to move in a certain direction and she refuses to comply, pulling her by the neck with a leash is a lot easier than grabbing the arms. If you were to be walking outside without one, it would undoubtedly earn a lot of judgemental glares... and some sleazy figures eyeing you over like maybe they can lure you off... so you see why it's necessary.

This does not spell a great situation for girls getting brought from one place to another, who have a bit too much pride for their own good and are unadjusted to this custom. It's a matter of whether you want to go outside or not... if you want to not be confined to four walls all day, you'll wear the leash, and if you won't wear it, then you're not going anywhere. Too bad, gotta suck it up and deal with it.

Oh, and one more important worldbuilding concept: doctors. Women's health is a specialty medical profession, and it pays very well, so it's a strategic career choice. Of course, all doctors are gonna be male, and their understanding of things is a bit... challenged in regards to accuracy. They tend to address things from a very biased perspective, and wishful thinking, leading to many misconceptions, so the industry as a whole is quite rampant with problems.

"Hysteria" is still a thing people believe in (caused by lack of sex, cured by more sex), and all sorts of behavioral and emotional, even sometimes physical, issues are misattributed to pseudoscientific "hormonal imbalances". The only real known cure or treatment to which is... you can probably guess. If they're too irritable, it's because they have accumulated frustration, which needs to be exerted through rhythmic cathartic motion. If they're depressed, they need activities that involve a lot of heart rate increase and exercise and release of endorphins. Of course, fees for consultations to be told this information are quite pricey, but of course, one's wife's health is of the utmost importance and all.

Likewise, relationship counseling exists, if yours is particularly disagreeable and spiteful... but it's pretty much just a service you pay for to get some guy with a bunch of degrees on the wall to gaslight the poor girl by telling her how much everything is her fault, how sad it is that she's so ungrateful to have someone who loves her so much, and otherwise drill into her head that she is the problem and needs to correct these behaviors. You can also pay to basically have these counselors to convince them of specific things, if said things are proving to be issues: reluctant to breed? They can tell her how it's been studied and proven that having babies leads to exponentially increased happiness in every single case. Psychological issues with sex (which a lot of former public properties tend to have)? Tell her how repetitive sex with one person will make her feel safe and secure. They use big and technical terms and words like "peer-reviewed" and "endorphins" and "catharsis" and a bunch of other terms that no girl has ever been taught to know -- and to her, this man with all these official-looking papers and books is saying all these things with technical language... which means he knows what he's talking about, and is probably correct, right...?

---

Of course, with there being male archons, it makes sense that they have basically their pick of humans. Is it a blessing or a curse -- be be granted immortality, under the condition of serving them for the rest of your existence...? Who can say for sure. Either way, it happened a long time ago, at some point during the archon wars, and the two girls are to this day celebrated as sort of cultural iconic figures, whose existence is debateable, but are heralded as sort of ideal role models and what all girls should strive to be... obedient, loyal, agreeable, submissive... regardless of whether or not that was actually the case... even so, it's something that girls can be socialized into and have shoved down their throats to enforce certain behaviors, and of course that's a good thing.

In Mondstadt, that iconic figure is more of a gentle, free spirit, befitting of the nation's values. The emphasis is more on loyalty, since they do allow for a lot more freedoms and choices. Legend says a long, long time ago, things were a little different, society was more brutal and all (particularly in the case that the sex ratio was not always so imbalanced, but became that way over time through genetic mutations or something) and so they used to have gladiators that were girls (difficult to believe, isn't it? Or so people always say when telling that tale...). One of them helped abolish the system of aristocracy at that time... although unlike perhaps another universe, here no one really remembers her name -- it's not important anyhow. What's important is that, despite being entirely powerless, unable to hold her own in a fight, and failing to accomplish anything at all on her own, the so-called Lionfang Knight gladly accepted help from Barbatos after being imprisoned and forced to fight an unreasonable battle. Because she accepted her incapability and acknowledged a need for help and to stand down and let him take care of it, depending on and trusting him completely, which is a good role model for girls, y'know?

That's what happened... or at least, that's the version of the telling of events that survived. The wife of the anemo archon is said to be fiercely loyal and trusting, never trying to take things into her own hands, but instead fully relying on Barbatos to take care of her situation and, of course, in the end he gets the reward of keeping her. She voluntarily leaped at the chance to repay his deeds for her, so it's said. An ideal story to project onto the impressionable youth populace --

You remember the events a little differently. You told the strange boy to leave you alone, that you could handle it on your own... It went in one ear and out the other, and soon he was beaming ear to ear, clearly incredibly pleased with himself for having presumably indebted you to him and believably impressed you. You regret begrudgingly agreeing to repay him for the rest of your life, not knowing that that would turn out to be essentially eternity, once granted immortality yourself.

The people would probably find it amusing to find out that you still live among them, all that much more that you live in what amounts to a prison cell of an apartment, tiny and cluttered and cheap, barely enough room to move around. The whole reason Mondstadt has no requirement for certification of ownership may or may not have something to do with the fact that Barbatos himself has none -- not his fault though, he got you like, forever ago, long before certification was a thing, and only holds down a place to live out of need to have somewhere to keep you out of sight. It's not easy, you know, he has to sacrifice what would otherwise be wine money for you, but you're worth it... also because if he didn't, you'd likely be snatched up within minutes. He's not exactly the biggest, broadest guy in the world, nor does he have armed guards like many rich guys, and thus walking around with you in public would be kinda like painting a bullseye target on his forehead.

He feels bad, of course, but in this universe it's a lot more normalized, so he doesn't feel half the guilt he might otherwise feel, only a bit of sympathy because you don't get to move around much. Sometimes, at the very least, he takes you outside at night, the two of you roam the countryside of Mondstadt together... it's at least one little ray of light in an otherwise very dreary and mundane life. He's content with it... and judging by the way you're so quiet these days, you must be content too. That's what you're known for, after all... loyalty and love. It would be a shame if you didn't actively display those things for him, wouldn't it?

---

The figure in Liyue is slightly different. Rather than be known for embodying loyalty and trust, she's more known for embodying obedience and acceptance, you know, ideal traits.

It does make you feel sick to your stomach, to occasionally see representations of old tales depicting someone vaguely in your likeness, always portrayed very... well, you know. Your origins are far less special than your next-door neighbor nation's equivalent... just some very unfortunate goddess from a long time ago, name and rulership forgotten to time, seeing as it really no longer matters. The accounts of your life are told as more of a... cautionary tale. To not try and step out of one's proper place and role in life and all that, the idea being that if you do, you'll just end up paying a steep price for it, and just end up forced into place anyway.

Because it wasn't as if you weren't a rarity among deities either, they tend to follow similar populace ratios, although no one is exactly sure where they come from to begin with. You never let that hold you back in any way, especially seeing as you had an advantage of elemental and mystic power that could easily make up for what you may lack in size and raw physical strength, which is, when you think about it, really the primary factor that makes intra-human relations... the way they are. Since you had a way to circumvent that disadvantage, you had more of a sense of capability... and pride. Perhaps a bit too much, particularly when combined with spite and bitterness in the face of the deities that would look down on you.

In hindsight, being cocky and arrogant, talking big and challenging every powerful figure that came your way was probably not the best idea, and bound to end up this way eventually. You pissed off a lot of gods in your time in power, and maybe you should be a bit grateful that the one that took you down was so generous to take you in and correct you of your ways, and continues to be so good to you... that's what Morax tells you, at least. You remember the first time you spoke to him -- you don't remember exactly what you said, just that it was something abrasive and condescending, and vaguely threatening, as you usually did, the point being to invoke a reaction... you remember the unease when he didn't react, merely looked you up and down with a sort of cold disdain. That probably should have been a warning sign, but you insisted on pushing it... and now, all you have to show for your arrogance is the fact that the time Morax defeated and claimed the goddess of such-and-such is a well-circulated tale. It has plenty of different variations depending on who is recalling said legend, getting some details right or wrong, embellishing and exaggerating here or there, but the general account remains the same.

Not that you're not still sorta revered, just in more of a tragic way. For all your power and glory, now the former goddess is supposedly just living a better, albeit in perpetual humiliation, life elsewhere. These days, at a glance, you would be indistinguishable from any other Liyue woman... tucked away in the realm where Morax dwells, separated from other people, but still living a life similar to any other, where you merely live to serve. It took literal decades to fully break your spirit, so to speak, but now, you're like the perfect image of the ideal, by Liyue cultural standards... quiet, only speaking when you know you're allowed to, demure and submissive and always very pleasant. It's even gotten easier and easier as time goes by! Isn't that nice? Each day, the past memories feel further and further away... it's for the better, really.

Sometimes, even now, that old attitude of yours flairs up a bit, you get that fire in your eyes again, forget how to behave... but it's nothing that can't be dealt with. Which it will be, for sure -- Morax stakes a great deal of pride on ensuring you embody the perfect wife by the existing cultural standard, and any deviation from that, any sign of disobedience or arrogance, is swiftly met with consequence.

---

Oh, and on note of the archons -- there's a lot of cognitive dissonance going on there for Snezhnaya and Inazuma. You'd think people would take issue with a female being the literal symbolic and effective head of the entire nation, but perhaps it's just because it's so normalized that no one thinks anything of it. They have a lot of reverence, even, unlike the previous case of Liyue. Perhaps the idea of rarity aligns well with the concept of a deity, so that something exalted and "separated" in the way a deity is, sort of matches the average guy's ideas of femininity, so it actually makes sense to them.

But you'll notice these two archons have something in common... isolation. They stay locked away, secluded and protected in their private dwellings, unlike the archons of Liyue and Mondstadt that roam around amongst their people.

If you didn't know any better, as uptight and prideful as both seem to be, it might almost seem as if their policy of seclusion is maybe, just maybe slightly due to a bit of fear. As if they know how fragile their autonomy is... only a few walls and trusted guardian figures stand between them and hordes of human men, and even with their prowess, who knows, if there was a rebellion or something, if they would actually be able to hold their own... but no, surely they're not afraid of a bunch of humans. Even though some say that the reason the shogun created a replica of herself was partially to act as a stand-in in case of rebellion, so she could get away before they realized they didn't have the "real" one, or that the reason the tsaritsa ensures that all the male harbingers have their own property either prior to or as soon as they join is so that they're satisfied and don't get any ideas about trying something... those are baseless rumors made up to discredit their authority.

Because there have been men who took issue with the matter... you as the current Inazuman archon have, in the past, dueled a few of them who tried their hand at combat with you, a few men either very brave, very stupid, or both, who wanted to claim both your power and yourself as a trophy... such is always the terms of the match they propose, every time without fail. Most ended rather quickly, but one time, just once, there was a human who came very, very close... you were panting and wide-eyed when finally managing to run him through, standing still in shock and even trembling just a bit when you finally looked up and saw all the onlookers sort of staring in disbelief, only to straighten up. What are you staring at? It wasn't a big deal or anything. But for a second there... when it looked like you might actually lose... the jolt of fear that ran through your body was nearly paralyzing.

That dread lingers in your mind for weeks, months even, until one day you have a new challenger... supposedly an acquaintance of the last one, which makes you a tad more confident (and that much more easily able to pretend you're completely confident). After all, this one is smaller, and he'll be in a blind rage over his friend, so easier to defeat... his soft demeanor is unnerving, though.

He doesn't smirk or talk condescendingly, he's not cocky and arrogant... he's got a gentleness to him, almost. It's confusing, it doesn't align with his words, his infuriating words as he lays out his terms, words so infuriating that his audacity is the only reason you accept. That if he wins, he says in that same nauseatingly gentle voice and soft smile, you'll become his, as expected of a terms of agreement... but that first, you'll strip naked and prostrate yourself at his feet in front of the onlooking crowd... alright? He says it in such a sweet voice, calmly and plainly, as if asking for confirmation of something inconsequential and mundane. It fills you with an unbridled fury, even the cockiest of humans in the past were never so brazenly disgustingly perverted and sick in their terms... and it's for that reason you go headfirst into conflict, without calculating any strategy beforehand....

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The Snezhnayan tsaritsa has her own problems, of course, just much more... internal.

Having your inner ring of elites be comprised of mostly males has always made you nervous, but what other option is there? You make sure each of them has a toy to keep them satiated. It's a sort of free gift upon being appointed, if they don't already have one at the time of said appointment.

It's a sort of act of recognition, and an incentive to all to work hard, but there's certainly a more practical... self-preservative reason. If they're going to be around you frequently, interacting with you directly, you want to be as assured of your personal safety as possible. For some of them, that underlying reason clearly goes right over their heads, they're just grateful for the gift and don't question it, and for others, you get the sense that they're well-aware. They simply never voice it, there's no reason to say it out loud and risk getting in trouble or something, and it's not like it affect them in any way but positively. You insist on the matter for each.

Except the sixth, the Balladeer... He shrugged off the offer, sort of rolled his eyes, said he had no need and that it was a waste. You pressed a second time, but after that refusal, you decided to just allow it... he seems non-threatening, after all, not someone you'd have to worry about, unlike virtually all of the others... he's less... eccentric? Perhaps you're desensitized to odd and unusual individuals, but you can't help but find him a lot more palatable. They're pretty much all weird in their own way, but his aura is more brooding and calculated -- unnerving for sure, but in a quiet, secretive sort of way, which is quite a welcome break from the more... let's call it "colorful" personalities you have by your side. Either way, you're pretty sure he's too busy thinking on a more grandiose scale of matters to be concerned with what would probably be inconsequential to him.

And you'd be right. He does think in terms of the bigger picture, more long-term goals. That's exactly why he said no to your offer in the first place -- although your wording was actually rather amusing at the time, because you said something along the lines of getting to "pick one of your choice"... but, of course, logically, you clearly didn't intend yourself to be included in that, it's just amusing that you didn't think to say so, he could almost entertain the thought of your reaction if he'd agreed to your terms and demanded you. But of course, he wasn't dumb enough to actually do that, no, but that doesn't make you safe. Seeing you for the first time sparks some sort of.. intrigue. Perhaps a bit of a fixation. Look at you, with all that power, and on what basis? It's a fragile hold, only managed by the establishment of it as "normal" for a long time and the elemental prowess you have, but beneath that, your reign is more or less a house build on sand. He likes power, he likes things that symbolize and represent power... and he likes the thought of either stripping those things of the power they hold, taking them for himself, or both. You're not going to be an exception to that... besides, your very existence in your role is laughable, and someone needs to fix the egregious offense that is you ever being allowed to hold such power in the first place rather than where you belong with the rest of your... kind. Thankfully, all of these things could be easily dealt with with the same few actions.

You can't place it on anything very specific, but something about his presence makes you feel increasingly uneasy, more and more so as the days pass. That's part of why you sent him off to Inazuma in the first place, it was getting to where it made your skin crawl. Even then, when you gave that command, he made a face that made you feel... unnerved. As if irritated, that sort of expression where the eyes narrow and the nose scrunches up slightly... but that's kind of just how he is, you tell yourself. It still remains in your mind for days to come.

And when he never reports back, you label it a case of "missing"... publicly, at least, although you and those others directly beneath you are well-aware it's not only intentional, but likely planned. Yet, somehow, it almost feels relieving that he's gone, even if he took off with something important... right?

So you tell yourself. Yet, as each day passes, you find yourself growing more and more uneasy, like there's something in the back of your mind, some nagging sense of dread. You find yourself jumping and jolting at the slightest of movement out of the corner of your eye, drawing your weapon forth at the slightest of noises, particularly when you're alone. You isolate yourself more than ever, keeping yourself locked away in one tiny, empty little room, refusing to meet with others even. People begin to wonder if something is wrong.

You wouldn't say anything is, either, you're not sure why you're acting this way, why you're so uneasy... so you tell yourself. Yes, you don't know why, you tell yourself. You repeat in your head that you have nothing to worry about, that there is no reason to feel this way. As long as you're isolated, you're safe from the hordes, safe from threats, safe from ending up like the others... safe. You tell yourself you're being neurotic, delusional, paranoid. You wake up with a jolt in the middle of the night, you increase the number of guards that stand outside of your private quarters.

Yes, you're being paranoid... there's no reason to connect these events to any perceived threat to yourself. No logical reason at all... but that just makes it all the more nauseating when you can't shake the feeling of what you've heard humans call a sense of impending doom. No matter how much you isolate yourself, it just seems to get worse and worse, an increasing feeling like you can't breathe, as if some misfortune draws closer and closer with each time your heartrate spikes when you catch a shadow in the corner of your vision.

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On another note... similar to the Fatui (in the last post), other armed forces around Teyvat usually will purchase girls in bulk to sort of be used as communal property, with a certain ratio to ensure that all their soldiers or fighters have their needs dealt with, and use this as a recruitment strategy. It certainly helped the resistance gain the bulk of their forces. Something about how if they can overpower some of the high-ranking Inazuman authorities in their private estates and all that, there's a chance someone could claim a few girls here or there... that was enough to convince people to join, at least. Not that it was why you joined, no, you just thought that they would be none the wiser, and being dispatched was a good way to get away from the place you snuck away from. Yes, also akin to the Fatui, there have been a few isolated cases of some girls trying to blend in effectively, to varying degrees of success... it seems to go over well for you at the start. You lag behind, sure, but you like to think it's not too noticeable.

Until you met the general. You felt a creeping sense of dread when you first see him at a distance... you question whether or not he would be an issue. You remember hearing once that dogs can tell males and females apart, even humans, by scent alone... But it's not like you can just run off, no, you're lined up shoulder-to-shoulder, a bit of an orientation of sorts in which you're being addressed by various authority figures and given some instructions, so you can't run away.

You actually have to end up telling yourself that on repeat, when the general stops mid-sentence shortly after an introduction. You see his ears perk up a bit, he makes a bewildered face, pausing and audibly sniffing... it's literally as if the situation were being written for suspense or comedy, it's the sort of scenario you conjure up in your imagination out of panic and tell yourself to calm down because it's unrealistic... except it's actually happening. Your heart is nearly beating out of your chest, you feel like you're about to faint when he turns his head in your general direction... but after a moment, and someone asking if something is wrong, he snaps out of it, says nothing, he just thought he smelled something unusual for a moment, and resumes... from that day onward, you make an intentional, and very dedicated, effort to avoid him at all costs.

It's actually something that makes you paranoid, sometimes sick with anxiety. How far can his sense of scent reach? Do you smell more strongly of whatever it is he can smell on certain days of the month based on hormones or something? You don't want to take your chances, so you give him a wide berth. Of course, inevitably there will still be moments you run into him. In fact, a lot for you specifically. See, he's a very encouraging person, so he likes to help motivate and assist soldiers who are struggling to keep up... which, well, you do quite a lot of. To be honest, you weren't expecting it to be this bad, where you're falling embarrassingly far behind when running laps or completing training courses, visibly struggling to carry the heavy packs your unit was instructed to transport while everyone else has no trouble, and no matter how much you train, it doesn't get better... it's getting to be a bit too much, to the point you worry you might just be outright kicked out, if nothing else.

That's why he's here to help! Since you're, ah, slightly underperforming... just a bit! It's not bad, really, he can tell you're trying your best and that's what matters, but uh... he says he'll help you train. It's actually genuinely very kind of him, to come get you each morning and night to practice when everyone else is resting. He tries to run alongside you out on the open field... he keeps having to stop to let you catch up when he realizes he's gotten too far ahead of you. He tries to get you to carry some heavy loads and packs, even directly lifting weights, but no matter how long it goes on, you... never seem to get any better... he himself remarks how strange it is, normally on this training regimen you should be able to make this specific time and lift this specific amount by now, should be able to move onto the next level of training... it's as if your body is just stunted. How bizarre.

You feel that it's just a matter of time before something happens. One time, as you're sitting quietly by each other post-training, he suddenly leans over, face up against your neck, sniffing in your scent... after a moment, he snaps out of it, jerks his body back upright, ears flat and apologizing, says he doesn't know what got into him for a second there... you just smelled really strange, in a good way... he took your wide horrified eyes as being weirded out rather than terrified, and kept apologizing over and over. One time you encountered him at the wrong time of month and nearly had a heart attack when he said he smelled blood, asking you if something was wrong... you had to make up a story about having killed an animal or something. Another time, when you both managed to end up on laundry duty together, his eyebrows sort of furrowed in confusion when you (very cautiously, and only after ensuring any undergarments were on the bottom of the basket) handed him yours and he, right in front of you, leaned down and once against sniffed it. And once more, he seemed to only catch himself and realize how weird it was a second later, apologizing again... not that that stops him from waiting until you're out of sight, and digging through... why does this smell so nice...? He's not even looking out of suspicion or anything, just the smell gives him some crazed urge to just... he's not sure.

It's kind of amusing, really, how he begins to behave after that incident. It's as if his subconscious brain knows what his conscious brain doesn't, what with the way he begins clinging to you, following you around everywhere, growing so protective of you. Shielding you from criticism, even, from other superiors, who have decided that they'll let your underperformance slide from now on based on the rather intimidating glares they get when they call you out for it. He follows you day and night, always going where you go, even neglecting other responsibilities to be near you.

And he always smells you. At least once a day, he'll put his face close to your neck, inhale deeply, and then sort of act like it didn't happen, it's actually rather weird... and then he starts doing it twice a day. Then several times a day. His gaze tilts downward as he does, you try to convince yourself he's not directly looking at the spot between your thighs,and more importantly, that you can't see the very clearly defined bulge in between his own. Unfortunately, though, you grow a bit used to it... you start to forget to have the same amount of caution you did before.

It's not until you're stationed together overnight for some regular vigilance exercise that he finally acknowledges it. Do you wear some sort of cologne or something? Something makes you smell very strongly, all the time... not that it's bad, he likes it a lot... some smell he's never smelled anywhere else... he could just bury his face in it and stay like that for hours... It makes him feel strange, like his heart is beating really fast and hard, and he has no idea why... hey, why are you backing away like that...? He just wants to smell you, that's all... his pupils get really big, he sort of walks towards you with a strange look to his eyes, and you feel your stomach twist when your back hits the corner of the wall. He's so close, his face is right up against yours. You just smell so nice. It's nicer on some days than others, makes him feel more hot, more excited, more of that tight, pressured feeling inside. Hey, just to help him figure out what it is, maybe if you take your clothes off, he can find out what the smell is...

At least he's too "out of it" to really show any verbal reaction... he doesn't say much at all the whole time, neither words of confusion or surprise, nor responding to your little pleas... just acting upon what comes naturally, both in the heat of the moment, and the instinct to keep you safe and secured for good... far away from the hands of anyone else. Lots of bite marks all over your neck and your shoulders, dragging you off back to a personal and private dwelling in the quiet of the night once you've passed out. For someone who has never been taught or anything, he seems to have no issue figuring out where to stuff his cock.

Amusingly, the only way he ever really... addresses the obvious, later on after you awaken and from thereon out, is with concern. The revelation actually doesn't seem to faze him much at all -- perhaps the subconscious and instinctive part of his brain already processed it so long ago, the conscious realization is much easier to accept without a lot of shock, so he adjusts very quickly. He never accuses you of doing anything wrong or makes fun of you or anything, he's just very worried to make sure you're alright!! You're not hurting are you? Do you need anything?

You should have been more careful... someone could have done something really bad to you! He just thinks maybe you didn't know how things are, yeah, that makes sense to him, somehow. Thankfully, he got to you before someone else could... if anyone else found you out, they could have harmed you somehow. Whereas he'll just keep you safe and tucked away... and bred.

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And finally, please consider: a crossing over between this AU and Rhinedottir!Darling... Consider a creator that somehow managed to flee whatever situation you fell into by default, and isolated yourself from the world. Fled from the inevitable fate of being a toy for some guy to use. You wanted nothing more than to use the intellect and passion for academics that they forcibly suppressed all your life, instead forcing you into mere servitude. If that was the only life society would allow... Then you'd leave society, to pursue your actual passion.

When that finally culminated in the creation of a human being, you were... hesitant. There was one rather big decision to make, a glaring issue. If you made a girl, you would inherently be putting her at risk... you couldn't bring yourself to do that, endanger another person. But if you made a boy, well... no, actually, it would be okay, right? Because you were rather isolated from society, you would be the primary influence on his life, so he'd turn out fine, wouldn't he?

You considered it proof of nurture over nature, really, because he did turn out very sweet to you. It's a testament, you think to yourself, that they're not naturally like that, that it's a learned behavior, the result of scarcity and the culture created by that scarcity that the society you left was the way that it is. He's even respectful to you, obeys you... it's quite the satisfying feeling, makes you feel a little spark of pride every time you can give a command and it gets obeyed, as if you're getting one up on all the men you were forced to obey in your lifetime, as petty and childish as you know that that satisfaction is, you indulge in the feeling nonetheless.

For a while, you're very careful to ensure he never interacts with others, aside from the occasional merchant you meet on the road (in which case, you always quickly make up something about needing to grab this or that, ask him to handle the conversation for you). Of course, you eventually utilize him for obtaining resources. Rather than having to scrape by for materials, it would be so much easier to send him into the city and get him to pick up supplies and materials. You figure it won't hurt... he's not very social, so he'll just get in and out of the city as quickly as possible, you assume.

And he does. The trips never take long, and he never questions why you always send him to do it.

He does question something else, though. You suppose it was inevitable. He's undoubtedly familiar with the concept itself -- you never really went into detail on humans, but he's seen sex dichotomy in animals, and read enough books on human anatomy to know. It makes you stiffen in place and stop your work when he one day asks out of the blue. Why you're the only one like you he's ever met. Why he can find female animals of all kinds everywhere, but you're the only human one he's ever seen. Where all the others are. You decide the best approach is blunt honesty -- you say there's just not a lot. Some animals are like that too, you add. It's not a big deal, you say.

And then, he asks another question -- is that why we stay out here, away from everyone else? And you... merely answer in the affirmative, a muttered reply, making your voice sound annoyed and frustrated, as if it is a trivial matter, something you won't waste time discussing. He seems to accept that much, and doesn't inquire further.

Until he comes back one day with a new experience to tell you about. He just says it quietly, a very matter-of-fact tone, as if saying something inconsequential, unimportant. That he saw someone that was like you... but she was being dragged around on a collar and leash. You're not sure if the way you wince at that part was noticeable or not.

Not that it matters, because even if it wasn't, you can't help but outwardly react to what he says next.

If you want, I could get you one of those, and then we could go into the town if you want.

He motions to his neck as he speaks, smiling gently as if it's something normal, reasonable. His smile only falls when he sees your expression, somewhere between shock and disgust. He starts to apologize, but you storm off before he can, snarling about how you're not an animal. He does feel bad, really, he just thought that since it seems to be what's normal, it wouldn't upset you... but in hindsight, he realizes that disliking the way society is run is probably part of why you left it to begin with. He just thought... the idea of it was nice. Seeing that guy walk around in the middle of the town with that girl on the leash was somewhat... it made him feel something strange... maybe envy. Made him picture himself in the same position in his head, but with you, and that thought was very pleasant. Unfortunately you don't seem to agree.

Of course, as time goes on, he becomes more and more and more aware of the complexities of society... and comes to fully understand exactly what your situation is, can put two and two together and deduce that you certainly ran away from someone else. Someone else -- that thought is... irritating, to think you were once considered the belonging of someone... someone not him, that is, not so much the concept itself. Really, although he doesn't voice it to you, he thinks it really does make sense, to be honest -- isn't that the law of nature, that weaker, smaller things will be ruled over by bigger, stronger things? And that things that are rare will inevitably be coveted and protected? He can understand why you wouldn't like that, of course, but it does undeniably make for a more beneficial society, from an objective point of view... although he likes to tell himself that, hey, he's out here alone with you, so technically, it's kind of like being an owner, right...? Just, you know, minus the sex and obedience and all the other benefits...

You begin to feel less and less at ease, the more you notice him becoming less patient. Seemingly less quick to do whatever you ask. Challenges your decisions more. Sometimes you can feel his eyes on you as you work, an unprecedented intensity. You're starting to think maybe going into civilization is having a negative effect on him... No, no. You tell yourself it's just something he has to process in his head, one of those development stages where he's just having to confront some new discovery about the world, which all people go through quite a bit... you're sure it'll be fine in the long run... although if it gets worse, you may just send him away somewhere else and try to disappear. Yeah... that's a good plan.

[akakeiiji]

How Kuroo,Suga,Bokuto and Akaashi would react to their S/O who is menstruating please 😳😊

-`,✎ Kuroo, Suga, Bokuto, and Akaashi’s reaction to you menstruating

Omg this was so fun to write tho it reminded me that I haven’t had my period for 2 months now, I’m torn between celebrating and getting worried

This features a gender neutral reader who is able to menstruate btw!

Kuroo is surprisingly very very knowledgeable about periods and menstruation

He grew up with an older sister and is pretty well versed with the whole shebang

And he does a butt-ton of research when he started dating you because he wants to be ready for anything

He won’t realize that you’re on your period right away, only when you show the typical symptoms like mood swings and cramping

He will tease you a bit and coo at you like a little baby

“Awww, no wonder my little (Y/N) was so cranky this morning~”

You’d think that that would be the extent of his reaction to you being on your period but he surprises you later during the day when he hands you a bag full of your favorite snacks and chocolates

He knows just what you need and will definitely run trips to the convenience store for you when you need anything

Kuroo isn’t one of those boys that get all squirmy and awkward when he has to buy pads or tampons for you at the store; he’s actually really proud when he struts to the cashier with a basket full of menstruation products because he didn’t know which one was best so he decided to just play it safe and get them all

Whenever he has questions that can’t be answered on the internet he always calls his sister instead of you because he always wants to impress you and show you how your boyfriend is so knowledgable and thoughtful

He’s also the type to have your preferred menstrual products in his room and bag for you whenever you need it, he is super prepared 

If you’re ever at home and complain about how crappy you feel because of your periods through the phone, Kuroo will definitely show up at your door unannounced no matter how late it is with even more snacks, goodies, and pain meds

Again, he did a lot of research on how to deal with stuff like cramps, migraines, back pain, etc so he does his best to help alleviate whatever is bothering you

We love a good science nerd 🥺💕

KOUSHI IS THE ABSOLUTE KING

He isn’t that knowledgable on periods and stuff and he probably won’t realize why you’re acting so differently until you tell him straight up that it’s leak week

Although this is the first time he’s ever had to deal with periods he’s actually really comfortable with the topic and is always eager to learn more

He’d go to you more and ask you lots of questions instead of relying solely on the internet because he wants to know what it’s like for you; what things you crave, what symptoms you experience, what helps you on your period and all that sort of stuff

He already spoils the hell out of you on a daily basis but his coddling and advances somehow triple when he finds out about your period

He practically empties Ukai’s store after he found out; he bought you all your favorite snacks, the meds you said helped the most, and heating pads

He will also definitely go to runs at the store for products you need, you just need to text him and he’s already out the door

Though once he is at the store he will literally be so friggin stumped, he will stand by the menstrual products aisle for so long staring at the rows and rows of pads and tampons to choose from before sending you a picture of the shelf with a text saying “What size is your vajayjay?”

Yes, Suga says vajayjay, you can fight me on this

Though Suga is really comfortable with talking about periods and stuff, he’s actually pretty squeamish and is a bit scared of blood so just knowing that you have to go through the trials and tribulations that is menstruation makes him so sad

He always wishes he can help more especially with the pain and this usually translates to more cuddling and affection, which he thinks isn’t much but always helps you in the end

He is also a strong believer that kisses and cuddling will definitely help the pain go away so expect a lot of that when you’re on your period

SURPRISE PEOPLE BUT OUT OF THESE FOUR, HE IS PROBABLY THE BEST WHEN DEALING WITH PERIODS

In all of Haikyuu, he is only second to Nishinoya (he has three older sisters) when handling their s/o’s menstruation, which may seem hard to believe but listen:

Bokuto is the youngest in his family and he grew up with two older sisters, both of which he loves and cherishes and treats like absolute queens

When his sisters were on their periods, he was always there for them; he got them pads, got them chocolate, heating pads—whatever it was that they needed

He grew up knowing how to deal with periods, what to buy, what to expect, it doesn’t freak him out at all

Over the years he just developed a sixth sense for these sort of things so you didn't need to tell him you were on your period, he just knew

“Oh, babe, are your cramps bad? Is it your first day?”

“How do you know—” Shushes you and just hands you a heating pad

The man just k n o w s

He was also super nonchalant about it, he didn’t make a big deal out of it at all; he asked you a few questions like what products you preferred to use and what symptoms you experienced and he was so well-informed that it was a bit shocking

“My eldest sister gets really bad cramps too, heating pads and pain meds help a lot, but she says that drinking herbal tea is also really effective. We should make some later, I’ll buy some at the store!”

He’s super patient with you and doesn’t get affected by your mood swings

But if you cry, he will definitely without a doubt cry with you too

He’s always so sweet and doting with you and this doesn’t change when it’s shark week, in fact, he only gets even sweeter

He’ll always insist that you should sit back and rest; if you need water, he’ll get a whole gallon if you want, if you’re hungry, then you best believe that he’s gonna buy you all your favorite foods, if you feel cranky then he’ll give you some space, if you’re needy then he’ll cuddle the shit out of you

Everything that you experience during your period is something Kou has already dealt with with his sisters, he is an expert at this point

His sisters raised him right okay? He treats you like an absolute deity 25/8 and he does so happily

Akaashi is surprisingly pretty clueless when it comes to menstruation at the beginning of your relationship

He’s an only child and was mostly surrounded by males throughout his life and he never really talked about menstruation with his friends who menstruated so he was never educated on the topic

He knew the basic stuff like how blood came out of your coochie and you might get cranky but that’s really the extent of his knowledge

So when you got your period a few weeks into your relationship with Akaashi, he completely misread the situation and thought you were mad at him

It was another case of over proportionally analyzing everything for Akaashi overthinking gang whats up 🤧✋

Why are you suddenly so cranky? Why the sudden change of moods? Why are you always going to the bathroom?? Are you avoiding him?? Do you want to break up???

His overthinking got the best of him in this situation as much as he tried not to

He obviously goes to talk to you about it because Akaashi is a mature king and he got so confused when you just started laughing at him

Once you finally explained it to him he felt like such a fool, he ended up laughing with you which was a majestic sight pls cherish it

He felt really apologetic for jumping to conclusions and wanted to make up for his lack of knowledge, he immediately began learning as much as he could; he researched on the internet, borrowed some books from the library, and called some of his friends (this included Bokuto, he knew his best friend was the expert)

He’d probably go on those forums where people would exchange tips to one another for helping their S/O’s when they were on their period

He would keep everything he learned on his phone’s notes app because he didn’t want to forget anything

It doesn’t take long for him to get a hang on the whole period shebang but once he does he is an absolute angel sent from the heavens

He makes everything so easy for you, he’s just so thoughtful and considerate 

He’s the type to keep track of your cycle, he’d probably download an app or mark it on his calendar so that he’ll be able to get ready for when it starts

He’s extremely patient and is unaffected by your mood swings, you can snap at him, coddle him, cry with him and he’ll handle it like usual, it’s not that different from dealing with Bokuto

He’s also really observant so even if you don’t say anything he’ll know if you need anything, my man will happily bend over backward for you please cherish him

[like-rain-or-confetti]

I love your work! I dont think there is enough Vladimir/ofc out there and you capture him perfectly. I saw you did some related to tik toks, can you do one where reader shows the Romanians and Volturi males how tampons work. I saw some ti k toks and the guys reaction went from cringe to lol. I just wanna see the ancients freak out. 😂

The Romanians

Vladimir: "Alright, do you know what this is?" You asked and Vladimir nodded. "Yes." "Okay so you know how I put it in?" "No." "Oh this will be fun!" You said cheerfully. "Will it?" Vladimir cracked a smile of amusement. "We push this for momentum." Vladimir looked taken aback however the smile remained upon his face. "Oh is that so? Momentum? Push it in there about forty miles per hour do you?" He asked and you giggled. "Okay so the bottle is my 'hooha'." "Hoohaaaaa..." Vladimir repeated with a slow nod and a smile. "Stop! This is serious!" You cried out through laughs. "I'm listening! You push that thing in at about forty miles per hour into your hooha for momentum, okay next." You doubled over immediately in laughter. Even Vladimir was struggling to contain his own laughter. "Okay, then you push this part and-" "and it's getting bigger. That's...that's big." Vladimir nodded, eyes widened slightly. "So now that you've ripped yourself open, now what?" You burst out laughing again. Vladimir picked it up by the string, pulling it out if the bottle. "oh my- ce naiba fac oamenii acum?" (what in the hell are humans doing now?)"I-its not like that!" You laughed behind your hand. "Yes it is, you're telling me that doesn't do you damage being in there for hours?" You couldn't stop laughing to even give him an answer.

Stefan: "Want to see how they work?" You asked. Stefan contemplated it. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt." One tampon and a water bottle later, you unwrapped the tampon. "Okay the top here of the bottle is my..." "Yes, yes, the fun area. Go on. Continue." Stefan bent down slightly to get a better look. You couldn't help but giggle quietly to yourself. "So with the one, I have to pull it until it clicks." Just as you said, the tampon clicked. Stefan hummed. "Well isn't this just fine technology. Go ahead, tell me more. I'm invested now." He smiled. "So I insert it until here, the thinner part." Stefan hummed. "Then I push down." You did and the cotton immediately began to expand. Stefan bit his bottom lip. "Oh dear. That's... wait if it gets that size how are you going to get it back out?" "I pull it out." You said simply as you did so. Stefan gasped at the struggle to pass the cotton through the neck of the bottle. "Doesn't that hurt?" He asked. "I'd describe it like pulling a balloon out of you." Stefan didn't seem to like that much. He took a hold of your hips, bending down before planting a kiss to your stomach. "Are you okay, little one?" "Did...did you ask me or my uterus if I was okay?" You asked with slight confusion.

"and then you give it to your vampire boyfriend for a snack."

The Volturi

Aro: "Alright, so, you've seen me with these before haven't you?" You began holding up the packaged tampon. "For your menstruation cycle, yes." Aro said smoothly. A hand moving to your lower back. You nodded. "Does your gift let you see how they work?" "Not entirely, only your thoughts of them my dear." Aro answered. "Well, I was hoping I could give you a demonstration." You smiled at him. Aro nodded. "Go ahead, my dear." You unwrapped it and pushed down, setting the cotton free. "So pretend this water bottle is my...you know." Aro nodded. Without a word, you dropped the cotton into the water and almost immediately it expanded. Aro hummed in surprise. "Modern technology never ceases to be a surprise." He said. "So obviously this isn't the exact shape but I think you get the point, it expands in me. So that there isn't a leak and then after about 6 hours..." You trailed off, slowly pulling at the string. "Is this where you find it uncomfortable at times, cara mia?" You nodded. "yeah because whilst this is already sometimes unpleasant, sometimes it's a lighter flow and so then at times I can be pulling out dry cotton." You winced and Aro nodded, clearly full of sympathy.

Marcus: Marcus was probably the least chill about it. Like this man just watched silently, no freak outs no nothing. You were actually very confused at how calm he actually was. "Don't let Aro see those. He'll be very intrigued." You snorted at that. Sounds like Aro. "What do you think?" Marcus paused. "...I will admit I didn't expect it to expand to that size but I didn't think it appropriate to make a comment incase you were uncomfortable." You didn't anticipate such an answer but omg it was so precious. He simply smiles at you as you heart eye him.

Caius: "No! I have a mate that requires my attention and I want their attention more than yours!" Caius called out before closing the bathroom door behind him. "Hello, my love. Why are we in here?" Caius asked before kissing your cheek. "Would you like a science lesson?" "What would the lesson be about?" He asked. You help up a wrapped tampon. "Seen these before?" "No." He answered. "Also the question is 'have I seen these before?'. "This is a science lesson, not a English lesson." You smirked playfully and he gave you his own small smirk. "So I use these when I'm on my period." You began as you unwrapped it. "How is that supposed to help anything?" Caius furrowed his brown in confusion at the contraption. "We're going to pretend this is my uterus and the top of the bottle is my...you know." "I most certainly do." Caius grinned. "Inappropriate, this is educational." "Why of course, my love. Please continue." Caius said slightly smug. "So see this thicker bit? This goes in my... y'know." You pushed the thicker part of the tampon past the opening of the bottle. Caius slowly turned his head towards you with a raised eyebrow looking very unimpressed. "Until my fingers on the outside blocks it from going any further." You did a double take on Caius' expression. "I hope you don't enjoy putting them in there." Caius said. You gave him an unimpressed look. "Believe it or not darling, not everything that gets put up there feels good and if it helps you, this is one of them that doesn't feel good." "I figured, my love. I'm just teasing. You're blushing." Caius said kissing your cheek again, now wrapping his arms around you. "I am perfectly aware of the conditions required for that kind of pleasure. Thank you, love. I am not an idiot." You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the heat in your cheeks. "You push this part and-" Caius inhaled sharply when the cotton freed itself as well as expanded by the second within the water bottle. You giggled at his wide eyed expression. "I'm going to be honest with you, my love. That is unholy." None of us expected the teasing yet here we are. Caius has jokes even when shook 😂 Suddenly he's huffing with a scowl. "I AM ON MY WAY. If this is something ridiculous there will be consequences Jane!" He turns to you with a loving smile. "I must go, my love. Thank you for the science lesson." With another kiss to your jaw, he's gone.

Alec: Alec was immediately frowning at the tampon before you had even unwrapped it. A common theme for Alec when he was trying to understand something. "You've seen me with these before right?" Alec made a noise of confirmation, although his expression didn't change. "...you know you can come closer, it won't hurt you." You said, unable to overlook the distance he had created between himself and the counter with the water bottle and tampon. Alec moved closer silently. You unwrapped the tampon. "So these come in different sizes, there are ones bigger than this for a heavier period. These are ones I'd use when I have a lighter flow." "The top looks rather intrusive." Alec said. "I won't lie to you, it is but it's not as bad as you think. It's not like agonizing pain or anything like that." You assured him. "This thicker part is the part that's going into my...entrance. Let's just say that." You placed the the top half of the tampon into the bottle. "Some of these have a mechanism where you pull this part so that it clicks but this one doesn't sound stop when my fingers touch my private area and push this part." You pushed down and the cotton came free, the plastic coming off. You removed the plastic completely and Alec inhaled sharply, watching as the cotton expanded. "It will expand to my shape and stops any leaks." "What about the string?" Alec asked. "That stays out of me...or I'm not getting it back out." You smiled slightly at him. "After some hours it gets uncomfortable and can build up some serious harmful bacteria. So it's important I change it." You pulled it out and Alec grimaced. "Does Jane know of these?" He asked. You paused. "Does Jane get a period?" Alec shook his head. "Likely not then and they most certainly weren't a thing when you were human."

Demetri: "So you get what the bottle is representing right?" You asked. "Yes." Demetri nodded. "Good. So this goes in to about here." You explained putting the tampon into the bottle. "My fingers will only let me go so far so it's self explanatory how far it goes in." Demetri nodded. "I see." "Then I push down on this part." His eyes widened as the cotton suddenly expanded. "O-OH!" You giggled at his deer in headlights expression. "Oh that is painful. That cannot be painless. That's-!? It expands in there?" He looked at you incredulously, nodding to your stomach. You nodded with a small smile. "Why are you smiling!? This is awful! How would you even get that back out!? Wouldn't this string break!?" "Let me show you." You said hurriedly with a smile. Slowly, you pulled the tampon back out the bottle. The cotton contorted. "Oh! Oh! Oh you poor thing! Oh I was blessed! Oh I was lucky! Oh no! Oh no! Oh, you poor thing! Your poor- oh no, no, no, no." Demetri covered his face with his hands when it finally came out. This poor guy might be traumatized. "I need to change you. I need to change you soon. I just- I can't believe you go through that every month, multiple times. You dont even look bothered!" Demetri said to you. You shrugged lightly. "It's nothing too serious. Sometimes it's uncomfortable but I wouldn't say it was anything like torture." He has a whole other level of respect for you. He wouldn't even dare repeat why, instead only wincing. You're a badass, that's all Felix needs to know.

Felix: Felix was mostly silent, other than the faces he made of horror. In fact, you found his reaction so funny, you couldn't help but take it one step further. "So then you pull it out, don't yank it and you can only keep one of these in for four to six hours. Eight at the very most or you'll die." "I'm sorry, go into that part?" "Toxic Shock Syndrome." You replied with ease. Felix looked perplexed. "It's rare but what will happen each time is that the bacteria will produce toxins that can enter my blood stream through my uterus lining." Felix didn't like that. He didn't like that at all. It was clear upon his face. "Were you exaggerating when you said you'd die?" Slowly you shook your head. "Nope." You continued. "It can be fatal and requires medical intervention immediately." "And you do this everytime your on your period, multiple times!? Playing with fire!?" Felix was almost screeching but you nodded simply as you began to pull it out of the bottle. "Oh no, that isn't coming out. That'll stay in there." Felix said eyes wide at the rim of the bottle. "No, it will." You answered before pulling at the string. Slowly but surely, the cotton of the tampon contorted, reshaping into the confounds of the bottle. Felix's jaw dropped and that's what happens when you pull it out of..." Felix trailed off nodding to your stomach. You nodded. "It must be a relief." He commented. You weren't so sure. "Not really, it's uncomfortable when it's full like this but pulling it out isn't much better." "This is awful. I hate every second of this." Felix groaned. That was when the idea had come to you. "Alright, this is the important part." You told him, successfully hiding your smile. "There's more!?" He gawked. "Yes, because after that, I have to suck the blood out of this to replenish myself." "Excuse me!?" Felix jolted back and you immediately burst out laughing. "Felix..." "What did you just say to me!?" He cried out. "How else am I going to make up for the blood I've lost!?" "Demetri, get your ass in here!" Felix yelled. That was when you knew the joke was over. "Felix! I was kidding! It was a joke! I don't eat it, I just throw it away." You doubled over laughing. Not before Demetri got in there quicker than you could blink though. 🤷‍♀️

[hunting-songs]

Still laughing a litte Senritsu only shaked her head scoldingly, not sternly but still enough to appear strict. "I do not know what you just said, but I am fearing for the cooks life and I do not enjoy murder between my colleagues." Putting the pillow under her hands the woman tapped a finger against one of her ears, showing what she meant by that. After all, while Senritsu could not read minds, all she needed to do was asking questions and the persosn heartbeat would unwillingly tell her the answer if they wanted to or not: "Yes, I know his name, it is after all very easy to figure out for me after I asked some questions in the kitchen and listened what was sung for me, but no, I will not tell you his name." This time she did reached out, gently brushed out the hair out of his face and placed her small cool hand on his hot and pink forehead like a nurse would place a cool, damp cloth on a feverish patients forehead: "You sure have done mistakes too, when you were in love. I aspro rebuked the cook and thats it." The worried line between her eyes was by now so deep that it looked like a fresh inury and her small hand wandered to the mans cheek, trying to cool it gently.

"...I wil be honest with you, the people who seeked out my mother for herbal medicine did not came to her searching for anaphrodisiacs, but in fact or the opposite because most of the time they were years past fifty and searched for ways to keep...mhmmmm...apassionato with their partners." Her short thumb gently tapped against his forehead, more a caress than a tapping and yet still a try to put her aura on the caused vibration of his flesh and sooth the stinging ache: "I do have monkpepper in my herbbox that works for people with an uterus as a aphrodisiac and is regulating the menstruation cycle when there is a wish for pregnancy or the person has troubles in menopause, but it lowers the libido for the opposite sex. Although that is-" She grimaced a little, honestly worried over the fact that her hebal knowledge was not enough for this situation: "-mhmmmm, lets say monkpepper was taken in by male monks in cloisters over months to make it easier for them to stay celibate and we do not have months now for waiting for the effects, do we?"

Senritsus voic was just a gentle humm, sweet like a lullaby as if she was worried a too loud voice would make the other flinch back: "I can calm the pain and make it go away with my Hatsu, just as I can make you less...mhmmm agitato, and I would gladly help you into the cold shower-" She winked at him playfully, even if that little wink was mostly meant to cheer him up so she could hear him chuckle: "-maybe only because I am an evil, corrupt Hunter working for the Mafia and want to hear you shriek from the cold water. Really, how could I ever be this horrible evil." She laughed melodically over her own stupid joke, shaking her head scoldingly over her own humor before the woman than added more seriouse: "Eventually you will have to con raccoglimento wait out the rest." [ @skarletchains ]

"So the maid who has a crush on you oh beautiful and handsome waka-gashira of the nostrade family," she laughed quietly, but there was no malice in her melodic voice:" seems to have a cook who has a crush on her and he put aphrodesiacs in your food in hopes you would emberass yourself. Turns out you are part of a love triangle you did not even know about" senritsu locked the door behind herself and worriedly listened to kurapika. That was not nice at all, that was not sweet at all, that was not the same melody he had sang for her when she had sat on his lap in the car or when she had kissed him in the rain eirh the protective canopy of treecrowns above like a blanket: " ...i have not told light nostrade about this yet, he thinks you are sick. i...mhmmmm do not want to tell him about a cook mixing things into his organisation-members food when he is so...paranoid. that cooks stupid childgame would be his death and..no, i do not want this" putting down a closed bottle of water and sandwhichs- prepared by her and while she was not a good cook, sandwhichs was something she was able to prepare- Senritsu sat down on the floor beside the couch Kurapika Was laying on and normally she would have hummed and brushed his hair out of his forehead to tickle his cheek with one of the blonde strains playfully, yet now she did not touched him but only folded her small hands under her chin to smile. Even when the smile was accompanied by a worried frown. Even when the smile was accompanied by a worried frown that drew a line as deep as a scar between her big eyes: " what else can i do for you? I can put you to sleep with my hatsu- a long, deep, dreamless sleep. Or-" and this time she did chuckled in all good humor and just a little mischievous. Her fingers twitchid as if she wanted to reach out for him, caressing his cheek, running her zand thtough his hair, yet she just curled her fingers under her chin keenly:"-i can take the garden hoose and spray you with cold water for the next few hours, mhmm?"

Someone put a (very) strong aphrodisiac in my muse's food. Send your muse's reaction to finding mine writhing in pain (and horniness) on the couch

"And I'm not even interested in... the maid." When Senritsu entered the room, Kurapika was lying on the couch, his face pressed against the back of the couch as he doubled over in pain. The pants of the suit he uses for work didn't hide his erection, so before turning to look at her he slid a blanket over his legs up to his hip. Not out of embarrassment, she had seen him like this several times before, but it was a very different situation and in this case, he felt it was disrespectful. The blazer had been discarded a while ago on the arm of the couch and his shirt was open in half, in an attempt to let the fresh air hit his skin.

A small groan of pain choked in his throat as he shifted but he finally turned to look at her. His face was slightly flushed and if it weren't for his contacts, his eyes would be glowing scarlet. He reached for one of the pillows and threw it at her in a small rebuke for her joke, with so little force that it almost slipped out of his hand. However, a small, almost inaudible laugh made itself known. "I'm going to kill him as soon as I recover." Obviously he wasn't going to kill him. "Well, actually, I'll make his life miserable." Now that was a real threat. "First... I have to find out who was... but I'll get my revenge."

A hand traveled to his hip, digging his fingers into it so hard it almost seemed like he was tearing off his skin. "An aphrodisiac... in normal doses it lasts between 3 and 5 hours... I don't know if this is a stronger dose... or if the drug itself is altered... From the effect it's having on me... but I estimate about 6 or 10 hours... ahead of pain... plus whatever it takes me to overcome... the sensitivity... I can't be asleep for that long... Senritsu, I have things to do..." Even speaking fluently was becoming difficult for him. Kurapika felt the heat pouring out of his body and his skin seemed to want to burn from the inside, he gasped, completely embarrassed for being like this

"I appreciate the discretion and I'll appreciate it if no one finds out about this, please. Maldita sea... lo mataré... " He growled through his teeth as he felt another stab of pain in his erection. "Don't you have... some tea... or some of those home-made medicines... that will help me?" Kurapika gasped silently, in a vain attempt to endure the pain and heat. "I just need to be well enough... to be able to stand... Then I'll go to the shower... and stand under the cold water... until it wears off."

{ @hunting-songs }

[bungoustraypups]

it’s honestly so funny to me when like. terfs and/or radfems try to claim afab trans people are only trans because patriarchy or whatever makes them “hate being feminine/hate their womanhood” like. bro idk how to tell you, not only do i love being feminine as an effeminate gay man (yknow, the thing a lot of gay cis men are also punished under the patriarchy for because the patriarchy simply views all femininity as bad no matter who is doing it, yes, that includes those “xy males” you keep going on and on about who don’t perform masculinity the way the patriarchy demands it be performed), i also do not hate “my” womanhood because it never existed? i can’t hate being a woman if i never was one and am not one???

even when i thought i was cis that was literally only because i didn’t know there was any other way to identify like. when i thought i was straight, i wasn’t doing it because i really was, it was because firstly i hadn’t realized even yet i was a non-binary man and very much not a woman (in fact i at first thought i was a lesbian! turns out i wasn’t attracted to the women, it was actually specifically masculinity in those women, not even the women themselves), and secondly because i simply hadn’t heard the other terms yet! it wasn’t even that my family wasn’t accepting i just didn’t know any other words because uh yknow that’s. how life works. you don’t know things, and then you learn them, and now you know them! wow! K-12 educations system basics summed up in a single sentence!

i wasn’t brainwashed or convinced by some nonexistant transgender genderist cult or whatever buzzword terfs and/or radfems are using for today’s news cycle. i literally had not met a single trans person in my life when i started identifying as trans! not in real life and not online either! it was a cis person actually who told me, upon hearing what i was feeling and had been feeling for as long as i could remember, that “hey you might wanna look up transgender resources” and i did it on my own!

oh, and guess what? at no point did me being trans, on its own, cause me suffering. i was dysphoric at one point because i had pre menstrual dysphoric disorder, which can affect cis women as well as anyone who is not a cis woman who also menstruates and has that disorder, but once i got the right combination of meds and such, my dysphoria lessened and eventually disappeared, and i don’t have it anymore. (i was on birth control for several years of the hormonal type but i’m not anymore, but even now i still don’t have PMDD symptoms and haven’t in like seven or eight years at least, my periods are also not as bad, but i’m also on like different meds in general from then so maybe some of it is that too idk really but i just don’t have it anymore)

i don’t want to “mutilate” myself or anything, i literally don’t want any surgery at all lmao. aside from general fear of surgery, i like my boobs, they’re fine and not that big a deal and honestly fun to play with too, i don’t want to “chop them off” or w/e, i don’t want a penis, i like the vagina i have, it works just fine and if it ain’t broke don’t fix it lmao, and a penis doesn’t make me any more of a man than your vagina makes you a woman (that is to say, penises don’t make men men and vaginas don’t make women women, no matter what your middle school biology textbook told you). all i really want is testosterone to achieve like... the standard of passing i wanna have, so that if i meet someone new, they won’t automatically assume i’m a woman without asking me and misgender me, which does actually bother me, because it’s disrespectful, not because of anything else. i don’t care about like, forcing anyone to accept me, idgaf if you accept me! you can use my name and correct pronouns without giving a single damn shit about me! it’s about basic human decency and respect and treating each other like human beings because that’s what we are unless yall wanna start claiming trans people aren’t human beings now which. man if you do that i can’t help you anymore LMAO so