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astralis-ortus · 24 days

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sunday, sunday, sunday

✱ husband!bc × fem!reader

— now, and every sundays to ever come. i want to spend them all with you.

w.count → 1.1k genre → fluff, fluff, fluff. just tooth rotting fluff. warnings → very minor cussing (just once)(atp cussing is a given lol), kissing, time jump (twice), chan referred to as chris a.n → blame the man for putting the idea in my head like what can i do??? his insta post??? hello??? not to mention his song recommendation while i was writing this??? laufey's like the movies??? what??? he wants me dead atp<////3

it’s sunday.

to be fair, it has been sunday since the moment chris’ eyes flew open a few hours ago. it’s sunday when he got ready, it’s sunday when he got his light makeup and hair settled, it is sunday when he finally wore the crisp tailored suit that has been turning his heart into the loudest marching band ensemble he’d ever known.

but to be fair,

it’s not just any sunday.

“bring those shoulders down, hyung. you’re gonna get cramps at this point.”

“oh shut up,” chris groaned, feeling more embarrassed about the fact that he got caught more than the fact that his nerves are firing non-stop at an untraceable rate. “just take the pictures, felix.”

albeit rolling his eyes at chris’ rather feisty comment, it was proven impossible to wipe the cheeky grin off the younger’s clearly ecstatic face. after all, it’s a monumental day in chris’ life—and he’s very honored the older trusted his (and technically hyunjin’s) skills to capture the day’s earlier moments.

“see? that’s already all better,” felix cheerily quipped, snapping several pictures as soon as he caught a glimpse of chris fixing his posture. besides, a little movement here and there does make the picture come out a lot more natural, which was the one thing you repeatedly told him (and hyunjin) as something you wanted to see most in the final cuts.

you.

the mere thought of you was enough to melt the remaining stillness present in chris’ face.

it has been a wild few months; meetings after meetings, fittings after fittings, testing, changes in plans, some other minor revisions, checklist, checklist, checklist. chris was justifiably spent, and so were you. there were arguments (you refused to call them fights, knock on wood), there were a couple of shed tears (out of frustration, of course), there were a few hours of leaving each other on read (justifiably so, considering both of you are quite the stubborn pair), but there were also a lot of make-up dates, plenty of exchanged giggles of excitement, and bountiful of prayers for the days to come.

those days have been wild, and this sunday will begin to prove that every second of it was worthwhile.

“chris hyung!”

woken up from his trance, the glint on chris’ eyes finally returned as he found hyunjin’s head peeking from inside the room—the one he’d been waiting on for the past 10 minutes while his head was busy creating bits and pieces for his life montage.

“ready to see your bride?” asked the younger, grin replicating the ones felix is sporting behind his lenses.

am i ready?

palms running over the fabric of his carefully crafted suit, ones you finally chose after debating over a dozen others you deem was ‘not grand enough for someone about to spend the rest of my life with’, chris took one final breath.

“ready.”

it’s sunday.

it’s been exactly a week since your wedding day, and you finally got your hand on the stack of developed pictures courtesy to your now-husband’s talented teammates. originally, you wanted to take part in picking the films, but the duo was pretty convincing when they said waiting for their pick would make a good little surprise to enjoy on your honeymoon trip.

“come on,” chris beckoned, curls framing his beautiful face while his hand motioned to the empty spot next to him on the bed; one you just left after a call from the front desk informing you about the tiny package under your husband’s name. “let’s see how hyunjin did at taking your pictures.”

“and felix at yours,” you added with a grin, swiftly claiming your throne while your fingers were busy ripping open the brown envelope. “i want to see my husband as much as you wanted to see your wife, you know. not to mention, that suit was absolutely perfect on you.”

“not again,” his defeated giggles has been chris’ way to answer to your every compliment on his look since the day of your wedding. “you need to stop that before my head blows up to the size of a hot air balloon, my love.”

“well,” you shrugged, finally getting your hand on the stack of pictures before then snuggling right into the warmth of chris’ arms, “have you ever thought about trying not to be so hot all the da-“

and of course, stealing kisses has also been his alternative should you continue to run your mouth and try to turn him into a blushing mess.

as if that’s not exactly the reason why you kept up with the praises.

“can we start looking at the pictures,” he muttered over your lips, evidently smiling as his lips brushed against yours, “or do i still need to shut you up?”

you hummed, letting the warmth of his skin hover over your face before your lips captured his in a quick peck, “pictures. need to see my cool husband.”

the way his laugh reverberates against his chest never fails to warm you up.

“okay, picture it is then.”

it’s sunday.

you didn’t expect moving to be this hard—sure, you’ve been living together with chris even before you two got married, but had you really been accumulating that many stuffs?

“fuck—i think it’s not the right screw,” your husband’s mutters forces your line of sight to gravitate towards his hunched figure, still hovering over the half-built shelf on the floor of your living room.

“you reckon it should still stick out this much?” he questioned, beckoning you to look at the silver piece, sticking out like a sore thumb. “no, right?”

“think not,” you huffed, crouching next to chris to look at the scattered pieces around him, “was this all? did they send the wrong one?”

chris groaned in defeat, deciding to lean onto your warmth instead of voicing his answer. maybe building your own furniture was not exactly a good idea to spend your first weekend home after your honeymoon trip.

treading your fingers through his soft curls, you then came up with a suggestion, “i’ll get you a pineapple juice then we’ll figure it out together, yeah?”

and it sure perked him right up.

looking at you with sparkles lighting up in his eyes, it felt right—it felt like even through the worst sundays, chris would still be the there to welcome you home.

“thank you,” he grinned—the boyish kind. the one that made you feel like a swarm of butterflies, one that gets you blushing like a schoolgirl in front of her first ever crush. his lips then found its home on the bare of your thigh, printing a quick kiss on the surface, “you’re the best.”

“mm, i know,” you answered with a giggle, feeling the warmth breaking through your skin before returning the kiss on his plump lips while feigning ignorance to the way your heartbeat grew louder by the second.

“you’re still the bestest of the best, though. can’t beat you.”

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louvemione · 8 months

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illicit affairs — d. malfoy (y/n's pov)

synopsis : draco malfoy and astoria greengrass are destined to be together, so why does malfoy end up in someone else's arms all the time? specifically, in your arms.

warning/s : angst, fluff if you squint, a bit 🤏 suggestive, swear words here and there, no voldy au 🙅‍♀️, written in first person, not really cheating bc draco n astoria are not dating, pretend that there's only a 1 year age gap between Astoria & Draco

author's note : illicit affairs by taylor swift! i will most definitely write a part two of this 😎

make sure nobody sees you leave

hood over your head, keep your eyes down

third year

Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass. a perfect pair, really. they're destined to end up in each other's arms by the time they finish Hogwarts, they're destined to spend the rest of their lives together and no one was to get in between them.

not even me

I stared at the top of my four-poster bed, nights like this always had me wondering, why am I doing this? why did I even get into this relationship, if you can call it one, that was bound to end within the next few years? why am I risking everything for someone who would end up in someone else's arms? why am I making promises with someone who will fulfill those with someone else?

my head always spiraled with a list of why's. why am I doing this to myself?

the only time I'd stop is when he finally knocks on the door and I'll quietly slip out of my blankets, making sure not to wake my roommates up, slip on my robes and take his hand to spend the rest of the night giggling and trying not to get caught by Filch or Mrs. Norris.

and the cycle repeats itself the following day.

tell your friends you're out for a run

you'll be flushed when you return

fourth year

"wait! I don't know how to.." Harry stopped mid-sentence, too embarrassed to do so. I snickered as I lead him to the dance floor where the other champions along with their partners stood, "you'll be fine, just follow my lead"

I had fun dancing and laughing with Harry Potter, so much fun that I had nearly forgotten about the fact that Draco and Astoria came to the ball as each other's date.

if Draco and Astoria weren't dancing so close to us, I might've completely forgotten about it.

"you look gorgeous" Draco whispers the words that were meant for Astoria, only for her to hear.

I ended up spending most of my time at the yule ball with Harry and his friends as I tried to avoid Draco and Astoria at all costs.

but my attempts of avoiding him was soon washed down the drain because a graze of Draco's hand against my waist was all it took for me to excuse myself, "hey, uh, I had so much fun with you guys but I'll just go get some air. it's getting kind of cramped here"

when we returned, even if I was back with the trio who was by the way asking why I looked flushed, I see the smirks Pansy and Daphne sent in my direction when they saw Draco's flushed cheeks and lipstick stain on his lips.

take the road less traveled by

tell yourself you can always stop

lie. everyone knew it's a lie when we said, "we can stop this anytime we want"

because if we can, he wouldn't be in my dormitory, crying and begging for me to stay. him and I wouldn't be waking up longing for each other's embrace.

because no matter how many times we say it, the truth is we don't want to stop.

that's why we didn't do anything to stop.

what started in beautiful rooms

Draco and I met in our first year, during the sorting ceremony. him and I were both put in Slytherin along some newly met friends.

our little set up started during our third year, by that time I was already knowledgeable of his family's arrangement with the Greengrasses. yet, him and I carried on with this.

ends with meetings in parking lots

and that lead us here.

in front of my dormitory, where he would come and fetch me for our daily late night rebellion.

and that's the thing about illicit affairs

and clandestine meetings and longing stares

illicit. is this considered as an illicit affair?

yeah, probably. he's bound to marry someone else but he's here with me, in the restricted section of the library where we'd cost at least a hundred points off of our house if we get caught.

"i love you" Draco whispered against my nape, arms wrapping around my body to pull me into a back hug as he pressed my back against his chest.

I turned around, leaving the dusty potions book I was holding on the table beside us, "i love you too" I whispered back, our lips inches away before he finally closed the gap.

yes, I consider this an illicit affair. because if it isn't, why would I catch Draco's longing stares whenever his father requested for him to spend more time with his future wife?

it's born from just one single glance

I glanced at Draco just in time for our eyes to meet as I walked past him and Astoria.

that alone was all Draco needed for him to excuse himself from his seemingly clueless future wife.

but it dies, and it dies, and it dies

sixth year

"let's stop"

"you're drunk" Draco carries me to his bed

"I'm serious. let's stop. you're getting married after next school year so why should we carry on with this?"

an uncomfortable silence surrounds the room and my tears were already falling before I could even stop them, "I'm tired, Draco. It's unfair to all of us, we can't keep making promises knowing we won't fulfill them. I should've done this a long time ago. and in fact, we never should have gotten together—"

"so you're regretting it? everything we did together? you wish it never happened?

"yes"

a million little times

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mariposa-drowned · 9 months

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Some purely indulgent period comfort bc I feel like death rn.

Abby x Fem!reader

Abby walked through the door to your shared home, a cozy house in the safe haven of Jackson. She eagerly toed of her boots and dropped her pack onto the floor, relief flooding her muscles as she relaxed for the first time today. Her brows furrowed, finding the atmosphere oddly quiet, normally you'd be in the kitchen trying a new recipe, or in the living room rewatching one of your many DVDs and VHS tapes that you had traded for over time.

Abby checked around the downstairs, calling out your name a few times, trying not to panic, but she knew for a fact that you were home today, as this morning you let her know that you felt as if you were coming down with something and politely asked if she could let Maria know that you'd be out today. Abby had offered to stay home aswell to look after you, but you stubbornly refused, assuring her that you'd be fine, and it was nothing major. She made her way upstairs letting out a sigh of relief when she found your normally closed door slightly open, your shared silent signal that one of you was home and welcome to come into the room. You had this odd system to communicate easily when one of you was feeling a bit too overwhelmed. If the door was closed, you didn't want to be bothered, and it was best to check back in another 15 minutes. If the door was open, it was a green light.

Abby slowly pushed the door the rest of the way open "Angel? You alright?" She spoke softer than normal, being cautious of a possible headache.

You grumbled, rolling over in your queen sized bed to look up at your beautiful girlfriend, her braid was a bit messy from patrol, the lightest sheen of sweat still remains on her skin.

Abby's eyes widened. That would definitely explain your recent feelings and attitude with her lately. You met her gaze, looking down to the bed and seeing a small bloodstain right where you were laying before you moved to see Abby.

"fuuuucckkk this is not what I needed today" you groaned out, hopping off the bed you started stripping the sheets off the bed, throwing the blankets and pillows aside.

Abby came up behind you gently peeling you hands off the sheets "how about you go start a bath for yourself and I'll take care of this hm? I'll join you in a bit if you'd like, just leave your clothes outside the door and I'll throw em in with the sheets."

You smiled at her kindness, "thank you my love but it's my blood, Im sure I can handle it" you gave her a peck on the cheek and reached back for the sheets, before you could get your hands back on them you felt an intense cramp bloom throughout your lower abdomen causing you to clutch your stomache and fold in on yourself to try and relieve the pain.

Abby quickly caught you before you could make it to the ground, she picked you up like a toddler, you holding on tightly to her front as you buried your face in her neck. "never said you couldn't handle it sugar, just said to go start your bath, bein all stubborn and sorts" she set you down on the bathroom counter, moving to the tub to start some water, throwing a small amount of your soap in there to create a sheen of bubbles.

Abby went back to standing in front of you, you leaned forward to give her a kiss, her hands coming to your hips and rubbing gently to try and soothe your pain. She pulled away first, knowing she had to go out the sheets in the wash before they were permanently stained, not that she'd mind, but she knew you would always feel terrible about it and she couldnt have that.

Your gaze drifted down to her pants where you saw a small red spot on her cargos, her eyes followed your line of sight, "I'm sorry" you muttered out dropping your gaze to the floor in shame.

Her hand moved to grab a hold of your chin, making you look to her "hey, none of that, s'not your fault, I'm the one who picked you up, I'll just throw em in with everything else, totally not a big deal. Speaking of which, let's get you into that bath"

Abby helped you strip your clothing, easily lifting you once again to the bath, causing you to mumble out "I have legs y'know."

Abby smiled, setting you down in the bath, "I'm aware grumpy, but I like carrying you, and I didn't feel much protest, so looks like your stuck with me."

Settling down into the bath, the water soothing your aches you stuck your tongue out at Abby, to which she quickly reciprocated before beginning to rid herself of her stained pants. She could feel your eyes on her, drinking in every detail, appreciating her muscular legs covered by her boxers.

"You keep staring like that there's gonna be more than a lil' stain on those sheets" You blushed at her comment, quickly hiding your face in your hands, even though you were sitting in the bath. Abby smirked at your reaction, quite pleased with herself that she could still do that to you even after years together.

She walked over to you, bending down to give you a loving kiss on your lips, pulling away before you could pull her back into you.

"I'm gonna go throw this stuff in the wash, I'll be back to check on you in a bit"

You gave a small nod, watching her leave the room and close the door behind her to trap the heat in, you sunk back down into the bath, focusing on how the warm water slowly soothed your cramps, helping your aching muscles. You closed your eyes, letting the time pass by as you drifted in and out of consciousness.

You were snapped out of your daze by a small knock on the door, followed by the creak the old door made as it opened.

"hey sweet girl, the water is probably getting a bit cold now yeah? You ready to get out?"

Not that you had really noticed, but now that you were activley thinking about it the water was getting colder.

"yeah I think I'm ready to get out, my stomache is starting to hurt again"

"alright you pull the drain for me, do you want some help out?"

A small silent nod was all you could muster

Abby gave you a sympathetic smile, knowing how easily embarrassed you got, and not the biggest fan of asking if asking for help unless it was absolutely necessary. She slowly helped you out of the bath, wrapping you in a fresh towel.

Giving a small peck on your head she left you to continue drying off, disappearing once again into your room.

She came back with a set of comfy clothes and a washed period cup that Maria had gifted to you and many others. Setting them down on the counter she looked back to you as you started to towel dry your hair.

"You want help changing as well? or do you want me to come check on you in a few minutes?" Abby said

"I think I'll be okay to do it myself, thank you abs. love you"

" 'course baby, anything for you. I'll come make sure you aren't dead in a few minutes alright? I love you too."

A few minutes had passed and just as Abby was getting up to come check on you, the bathroom door opened to reveal you in one of abbys oversized t-shirts and a pair of your own comfy underwear, her shirt practically looked like a dress on you so you didn't mind the lack of pants.

"Hi beautiful, you wanna come lay down?" abby asked as she pat your side of the bed next to her, the sheets changed and abbys attempt at making the bed.

"ugh please do not call me that right now. Im barley passing as human at the moment"

Abby snorts at your comment. "oh no! should we take you to get tested for cordycepts?!! If you go down I'm coming with your ass, you arent getting rid of me that easily"

Her comment causes you to let out a small laugh "haha very funny. I forgot to do the dishes last night and i need to finish them, so ill come lay down after."

You turn around to walk out of the room before baby could start protesting. You genuinely thought you had gotten aways with it too, reaching the top of the stairs before being tugged back into the solid chest you knew by heart.

"in what world do you think I'm going to let my ovulating girlfriend go do house chores when she almost collapsed earlier from her own cramps" Abby eyed you down as you tried to avoid her gaze.

She bent down a bit before tapping the back of your thighs, signaling you to jump. "Cmon sugar, no getting out of this one, lemme take care of you like you deserve."

You huffed, but jumped up regardless, Abby walking the both of you back to your room.

Abby set you down gently on your shared bed, situating the blankets over you til you were comfortable.

"Thank you for taking care of me" you smiled up at her

"always" abby returned the smile, leaning down to give you a kiss on the lips.

"Will you come cuddle and hold my stomach please"

"course i will. you want something to eat first though?"

"not right now, i think itll only upset my stomach more. maybe we could make soup together for dinner"

Abby slid in the bed behind you, her warm arm coming around your lower abdomen "That sounds great baby"

you hummed in content at her comforting embrace, letting out a deep breath as her warm hand helped soothe you cramps. "will you read to me? please?"

"you want me to read one of my medical books to you?"

"I dont care what you read as long as I get to listen to your voice"

"yeah I'll read to you"

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starstruckmoony · 9 months

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Can I get a FIC abt the reader being Theodore’s gf and best friend and she’s embarrassed and alone in her dorm bc of cramps and they are REALLY REALLY bad and he just comforts her and they snuggle and he gives her his hoodie and fluffy!! (I’m dying from my cramps in my bed rn 🙏 I need comfort from my book bf)

thank you for this request anon!! i am so so so sorry for taking longer than i should have but i've just been all over the place with requests and in just general this past week 😭 so yeah i am a little late but i hope you're feeling better and that this meets your expectations <333333

in between.

masterlist , requests

pairing - theodore nott x slytherin!reader

trope/tags - fluff

word count - 1.7k

warnings - descriptive period pains

waking up in time for class was always difficult for you. not even because you were lazy or didn't care about your grades enough, but mostly because theodore, your boyfriend and number one favourite person in the world, had an annoying little habit of staying inside of your room until pansy chased him out because she wanted her beauty sleep. most of the time, that would be somewhere around two in the morning. and you had to get up at six. four hours of sleep. wonderful. usually, you didn't mind. you didn't like getting out of bed, anyway.

but this morning, you very much minded. your eyes snapped open, you weren't entirely sure what had woken you up. you grunted, irritated, and disappeared under your two blankets to shield yourself from the cold of the dawn, sighing when your realised you that you'd have to get up in no less than ten minutes. with transfiguration as your first class, too. how you loved having to turn tables into chairs first thing in the morning.

but then you felt it. a terrible sensation in your abdomen, so harsh it felt like sharp knife was slicing through you. it took everything in you not release a pained moan. the discomfort spread almost all the way to your upper thighs, coming in constant strong waves. you groaned, hiding further under the covers and curling yourself up into a ball.

you wanted to cry. not only were you exhausted, but you were also in a tremendous amount of pain. you had got your period the night before, and it was going kind of smoothly... as smooth as they go... so you weren't really expecting to wake up with a dying wish to pass the hell away barely five hours later.

pansy's footsteps sounded throughout the room, and you heard the bathroom door shut. you didn't move a muscle. a few moments later, it opened again, and she paced around for a bit, shuffling through her trunk and then your own when she couldn't find a clean pair of socks. she was humming some tune as she got ready, seeming to be in an okay mood, but then she scoffed. her steps got louder as she neared your bed, pulling the covers off of you.

"bitch, you'll be la– oh merlin, are you alive?" she was a little startled seeing you resemble the appearance of an ill victorian child, but nevertheless took a seat at the edge of your mattress, "no." you dragged out, retrieving your precious blanket. you couldn't recall the last time you felt this bloody awful.

"period cramps, huh?" she made a sympathetic face at you, very familiar with that struggle. you only nodded. she hugged you and stayed like that for a bit, before standing up and walking over to her drawer. she dug out a few chocolate frogs and tossed them over to you.

you muttered a strained thank you, collecting them all. you placed them onto your night stand, grunting. you knew that they probably wouldn't help as much as you wished for them to, but you still appreciated your friend for trying. it was the least she could do in those circumstances.

she sighed, picking up her bag and throwing it over her shoulder, "i'll tell mcgonagall you won't be coming in today." you sat up immediately, getting a bit stressed, "don't tell theo."

"huh?" she deadpanned, eyeing you like you had gone mental.

"i don't want him to worry." you explained with a shrug, wincing when the cramps got stronger. you knew what your boyfriend was like, meaning you were aware that he'd come running right to you if pansy were to tell him about the dreadful state you were in. you didn't really want him to see you like that. your head was beginning to hurt, too.

she rolled her eyes, "as if he won't come looking for you the moment he sees you aren't with me." she bent down and picked up a dirty stocking, throwing it at you. and she was right. theodore loved you more than all of his friends combined, so you could already picture him bolting through the dungeons and straight through your door after seeing that you were missing. he wouldn't even have to be told why you weren't present.

pansy left then, leaving you to suffer all alone. you were barely able to get out of bed to clean yourself up. even moving around was hard. it took you about two minutes to drag yourself to the bathroom and and another fifteen to leave it. managing your hygiene had never been more exhausting.

just as you collapsed back into your bed, ready for a few more hours of torture, the door of your room opened. there went theodore, holding one of his hoodies, a bunch of period products you weren't sure how he acquired, and some chocolates he had stolen from lorenzo's drawer. your heart may have simply melted.

"hi." you peeked at him from beneath the covers, your voice small and tired.

"oh, love." his face twisted with concern as he took in the sight of you. he quietly shut the door and was next to your bed in a matter of seconds. he clumsily set all of the things he brought onto your nightstand, eager to have you in his arms as soon as possible. he shrugged off his robes, kicking his shoes away too. you tried to sit up, and once you did, he took the opportunity to take the shirt you had slept in off of you. he replaced it with his hoodie before settling down next to you. it smelled like him, which was also one of your favourite things in the world. you sighed, a warm feeling overwhelming you.

"tell me if you need anything and i'll get it for you, okay?" he brought the blankets all the way up to your neck, throwing an arm around you and pulling you close. he was willingly missing out on classes for you. could you just let that slide?

"theo–" he placed a finger against your lips to hush you, "i can take one day off, it's not like it's gonna kill me." he retrieved his hand.

"but–"

"no buts." he made you get closer, and you let out a startled giggle, momentarily forgetting about the pain you were in.

you laid there in silence for a little while. theo was rubbing comforting circles into your back, pressing a kiss to your forehead every now and then. it eased you a little bit, and you weren't feeling so terrible anymore. the pain was still there, but whatever he was doing made it a little easier to bear.

"is it really bad?" he questioned after seeing you had scrunched your face up. you hummed and he sat up, reaching under your bed. "where is it– oh." he pulled out the hot pack he knew you sometimes used in similar situations, heading for the bathroom to fill it up with warm water. he returned rather quickly and reclaimed his position on the bed. he adjusted your pillows and placed the hot pack against your stomach, throwing an arm around you again. it made it a little difficult for him to pull you completely against his chest, but your own comfort mattered more to him.

"thank you." you sighed. he gave you a look, not a particularly annoyed one, but one that told you that you didn't have to thank for him doing things like that. he pecked your nose, the urge was too difficult to resist. you exhaled comfortably, taking a hold of his hand and intertwining your fingers.

he began massaging your knuckles, and you shuffled closer, as close as it was possible, burying your face into his chest. he kissed your hand this time before releasing it, and tangled his fingers in your locks instead. you loved it when he played with your hair, and he loved it just as much, mostly because you were giving him a fantastic excuse to touch you.

"what explanation did you come up with for missing classes today?" you questioned, suddenly feeling curious. your cramps slightly reduced in their intensity, so you didn't mind talking or even getting up for a bit.

"i just told it as it is." he shrugged, continuing to play with your hair. he tucked a strand behind your ear, smiling at you.

"what?" you chuckled in surprise.

"i told mcgonagall my girlfriend wasn't feeling well and that i wanna take care of her." he was so, very causal about it. you were surprised he actually knew what to do to help you. you did assume he asked pansy, but it at least meant that he cared. and it made you that much more happy to have him there with you.

"really? what did she say?" you raised an eyebrow.

"she was a little annoyed but she understood what i was getting at," of course she did, she couldn't not, "and then she told the other boys to take notes," he grinned proudly, "draco especially."

you burst out laughing, "that did not happen."

"yes, it did," he snickered against your cheek before placing a big, loud kiss against it, "you can ask anyone." he pulled back, but did not move away. you were so close that your noses were touching.

"hm, i think i'll take your word for it." he smiled again, and you pecked his lips, another way to thank him for doing all of that for you, "i love you." you whispered.

"i love you more." he gave you a cheeky grin.

"wrong." you retorted playfully, poking at his chest.

"that's up for debate." he put his hand over yours, holding it in place.

"do not argue with me." you warned, not very seriously, though.

he snorted at your teasing reply, but didn't push the discussion any further. on a different day, he probably would have. that one adored getting on your nerves more than anyone else in the world, but he wasn't so stupid to do it when you were having such bad period pains. there were other things to be done. he said he'd give you cuddles, and kisses, and hugs, and snuggles, and even more kisses and everything in between. and he did just that. that one time, and all the other times.

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queenie-avenue · 2 months

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What about period comfort with Isabella bc her darling gets rly bad cramps where she can’t get out of bed which is a perfect excuse for Isabella to take full autonomy with feeding, choosing clothes ect

Basically taking care of her

The pains of being a woman.

💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO

—> headcanons of how Vittoria will take care of you during your period.

⤻ reader is a female, period pains, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, typical yandere behaviour tbh, medical procedures done without consent, mutilation of female genitalia, mentions of stockholm syndrome at the end

note: i changed isabella's name to vittoria, that's why the name is different. also, sorry for taking so long for this! i hope you enjoy!

💌 ⤻ archives.

— Vittoria won't even let you lift a finger when you have your period! She's a woman too, so she understands how painful it can be to experience cramps and all the other side-effects of simply being a woman!

“Oh darling,” She cooed as she leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “I know, I know it's painful.” She peppered your face with kisses as she placed a hot towel over your abdomen. “It's just for a week, okay? And then we can go back to all the activities we're missing out on.” She whispered into your ears seductively as she massaged you.

— Honestly, Vittoria is a sadist. She doesn't hide it much from her peers and comrades in the mafia, but she doesn't normally show it to you. But you do notice at times when she tries to hide that smile on her face whenever you tear up because of your cramps. Can you blame her? She loves kissing those tears away.

— Will loosen up the ribbons on your arms to reduce the hassle, but she doesn't underestimate you, so you're always locked up whether you like it or not.

— Despite being so busy as a fashion designer and mafia boss, Vittoria still takes time be with you. Especially when you’re suffering like this, she makes extra time to take care of you while Valerio attends her meetings.

“Who cares about that meeting, my Belleza?” She whispered into your ear as she loosened up your ribbons, turning you around like a puppet to give you yet another massage.

— Althought Vittoria wants you to have a healthy diet — considering the fact you can't afford to gouge on fat-filled foods thanks to you not being able to exercise at all — she has hired a strict dietitian. But during those few days to a week you're suffering, she'll allow you to have anything your heart desires.

— Loves feeding you food. She normally does it already but during your period, she just loves how more submissive you're being towards her.

— Like yourself, it seems like she will also get emotional whenever you are, seemingly growing more jealous and eager to be with you. After all, you can barely move with your cramps, what if someone else helps you and you fall in love with them instead of her?

— During her periods, she also expects you to care for her, like how she cares for you. At least, how much you can care for her when you are stuck in a room.

— If your periods hurt that badly though… she may force you to get a hysterectomy. Vittoria's a sadist, but she loves you too much to see you hurt that badly every month.

You fought against the chains she had placed on you — replacing the soft ribbons she had given you the privilege of having — as you stared into her blue eyes, yours tearing up as the anesthesia slowly began to kick in, knocking you out and allowing Vittoria to mutilate and rip out your poor womb.

“I couldn't bear to see you in such pain, my love.” She whispered as she soothed your back after the procedure. “It's not like you need a womb anyway.” She said. “If we want children, we will adopt.” She announced, like it was set in stone.

But you would never want to have a child with a monster like her.

Yet, you were resigned to forever be her love; her darling Belleza.

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louscartridge · 2 years

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Hello, how are you?

I loved your sturniolo fic and was wondering if I could request a fic idea

I was wondering if you could do a Sturniolo Tripets x sister!reader where they are quadruplets and she is on her period and she gets really painful cramps and her brother comfort her and try to make her feel better.

a/n- ANON ILY YOU LIKE SHARE A MIND WITH ME OR SOME SHIT BC IM FR ON MY PERIOD RN OMG ILY!! i feel like some of this is kinda cringy but idk. also im good tyty and ofc you can request!! you can always request unless my requests are closed tysm for this!!

i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit

cw- none?

slowly waking up you roll over and turn your phone on. the bright light hurt your eyes so you quickly turned it to the side and turned the brightness down. reading what time it is you groan. you woke up sooner then you usually do.... unless, your on you period. once you realize why you woke up when you did you jumped out of bed and knocked on nicks door a few times before going to the bathroom.

nick tiredly came out of his room rubbing his eye getting used to the light. he didnt know why or who knocked on his door until he heard the bathroom door loudly shut and realized your door was open. he walked over to the bathroom door and lightly knocked on it. “what do you need from the store?” nick knew the drill by now

“i have pretty much everything i just need some tampons- like the variety thing”

“ok ill be back”

“what are you guys shouting about?” matt askes nick

“y/n is on her period. i gotta go to the store” nick answers going back to his room to get changed.

matt waited for you to come out of the bathroom sitting against his bedroom door.

“hey matt”

“hey y/n, do you need anything?”

“food would be great.”

“on it! nick left already by the way.”

before matt went to make you food he woke chris up. matt knocked on chris’s door first to see if he was awake. when he got no answer he opened the door.

“chris” matt said turning on chris’s light next to his bed. “chris” he said louder shoving his shoulder.

“mmmm what” he groaned.

“y/n is on her period im gonna make her mac n cheese, nick is at the store, and you! christopher are gonna make her snickerdoodles- nope dont look at the time, your helping”

groaning you turn over on your side. hugging your stuffed animal. your stomach already hurt so bad. you turned music on in an attempt to distract you, but it didnt seem to work. you could always go downstairs and get a heating pad, but your stomach hurt so bad you didnt even wanna move.

as if nick read your mind he came into your room with a bag.

“hey sweetheart.” he says sitting on the edge of you bed taking somethings out of the bag. “i got your tampons” he says as he puts them on your nightstand. “i also got you some waffles there downstairs in the freezer so just let me know if you want them, and i got you tea and some gummy candy too” he puts your tea and candies next to you on your bed. “oh!” “i also put your heating pad in the microwave, figured if you didnt need it now you will sooner or later.”

“thank you” you replied patting his shoulder in the middle of each word.

“stop-”

“chris dont drop them!”

“oh my god, im not trying to!”

you laugh as you hear your two brothers down the hall slowly getting louder.

“open the door” matt whispers to chris

“chris dont drop them!” chris mocks. “if i open the door i will drop them!”

“just hold the plate with one hand”

“nick i know you can hear us just open the door!” chris kicks your door stretching out the end of his sentence with a sigh.

letting them in, nick laughs “okay okay”

“you two make a mess” you joked

“yes but well clean it up.” matt insisted

“you mean y-”

“chris dont even”

chris changed the subject “i got snickerdoodles! for you!” he sang putting them next to the drink and candy nick got you.

“and i got mac n cheese!” matt sang back putting the bowl on your nightstand. “oh wait and this” matt threw the heating pad on your bed.

“oh my god!”

“the microwave went off so i assumed you needed it”

“yes thank you thank you!”

watching trevor enter your room, you ask, “can we watch a movie?” you pat your bed giving trevor the ok to go on your bed.

“sure” both nick and matt obliged. nick sat on a bean bag in your room.

“only if i can have some of your candy!” chris shouted, lying next to you.

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witchwyfe · 2 years

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teddy bear | sh

| pairing: steve harrington x female reader

| précis: u give ur bf a little gift, cursing, fluff

| word count: 772

| a/n: reposting bc it got messed up the first time

You’re giddy when you arrive at your boyfriend’s house. Unlocking the front door with the key he’d given you, you head straight for his bedroom. His bathroom door is ajar, the sound of water hitting tile reverberating from inside. You shake your head, amused, when you see Steve’s discarded clothes and Family Video vest on the floor, mere inches away from his hamper.

The rest of his room is spotless and smells clean, like laundry detergent. That’s your giveaway to how he’s doing, apparently so tired he couldn’t even put his dirty clothes away.

He worked late tonight and so did you. You were eager to change and come over to see your boyfriend, after a busy week of time apart.

Despite the fact that you already swapped your work clothes for comfy ones, you yank open a drawer in Steve’s dresser, grabbing your favorite sweats of his and a t-shirt. The material fits softly against your skin, the familiar scent of your boyfriend wafting up in a cloud of comfort.

You’re under the covers, cheek pressed to Steve’s pillow, when he finally exits the bathroom, a towel around his waist.

“You take long showers.” You tease.

“I had to pretty myself up for you.” He grins. “You should’ve come in and joined me.”

“You’re always pretty.” You argue, sitting up in his bed. “I missed you.”

“I missed you more. C’mere.” Despite his command, he comes to you, tugging you into his embrace. Your arms swing around his neck, your chin sliding over the top of his shoulder. His wet hair drips down the back of your shirt, but you just move closer, settling yourself into his lap.

You just sit for a minute, then a few, enjoying the quiet and each other’s presence. His bare skin is smooth under your fingertips as you drag them up and down his back, feeling him shiver against your touch.

“Baby,” He murmurs softly, lips at your hairline. “Let me get up and change so we can get in bed, yeah?”

You nod, sliding off of him.

He’s rifling through his dresser drawer when you look at your discarded purse on the floor and remember.

“I got you something.” You say, smiling when his head snaps around to look at you.

“You got me something?” He wonders, disbelieving.

“Yup.” You hop off his bed to grab your purse, pulling something out and hiding it behind your back. You wait patiently while Steve slides on boxers and a t-shirt, before giggling softly, flopping backwards onto the bed.

He’s hovering over you in a second, desperate to be close.

“Hold on,” You breathe, sitting up, his face in your neck. “Steve,” You whine.

“M’sorry,” He murmurs, pulling away from your skin and looking up at you, soft doe eyes sparkling in the lamplight of his room. “You smell so good.”

You move your arm from behind your back, flexing your cramped wrist, and brandishing a small teddy bear in front of your boyfriend.

“You got me a teddy bear?” He wonders fondly, grabbing it gently. You nod, suddenly shy, warmth flooding your face.

He looks up, concerned, lips set in a pout. “But I didn’t get you anything.”

“You always get me things,” You smile, rolling your eyes playfully. “And besides this is just a little gift, to cuddle with when I’m not here…” You trail off quietly, fiddling with your fingers in your lap.

“Thank you babydoll,” He grins, ducking his head, flustered and blushing. “I love it.”

You grin, heart beating wildly in your chest. “I sprayed it with my perfume too.”

“Oh yeah?” He grins. “And here I was thinking it was you that smelled that good.”

“I do smell good!” You retort. “But you always miss me when I’m not here, loverboy,” You explain, fondness tracing your tone. Steve’s heart flips when you call him that, affection swirling in his stomach at your words.

“Of course, I miss you,” He smirks, setting the bear aside and lunging for you, laying on top of your body. “Always miss my fuckin’ girl,” He groans, pressing a kiss behind your ear. “Want you in my bed every single night.”

A breathy laugh floats from your lips, fingers curling in Steve’s hair as he kisses down your throat.

“Thank you for the bear,” He murmurs against your skin, lips at your clavicle. “I love you.”

“More than beary?” You wonder sweetly, mentioning the name that was cursive-inscribed on the tag, grinning wildly.

“A lot more than beary,” He smiles, pulling up to give you a proper kiss. “And I do love him.”

“I love you too.”

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lu-vin-it · 1 year

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Baby mommy au; Ellie and reader deciding to move back to Jackson for Sarah?

Moving Day

── ⋅⋅⋅ ────꒰ ୨ ♡ ୧ ꒱───────

Baby Momma AU M.List <- For Context

Pairings: Ellie Williams x Reader

Pronouns Used: She/Her

Word Count: 710

Warnings: None

A/N: Not proofread bc I wanted to put it out rn lol

It wasn’t originally the plan to move back to Jackson, but when Sarah started mimicking you and Ellie more than just acting like a normal kid, i.e: her saying “Fuck”, you decided for all of you that it was time.

First, Ellie ran to Jackson to secure your house. Then, she came back with Joel to help pack. After that, you all rode back in the very cramped truck. And finally, you unloaded everything in the house, simple, right? Wrong.

“Y/N? Where are my boots?” Ellie calls out, holding onto the stair railing.

“Uh.. I think we may have put them in a box..” You come downstairs, Sarah on your hip. You and Ellie sigh in sync as you guys look at the tubs in your living room. “Your converses are by the door..”

“No they aren’t.. I threw them in a box last night.” You frown.

“Shit.”

“Shit!” Sarah exclaims, giggling to herself as if she knew she shouldn’t say that. You gasp.

“Sarah!”

“Y/N!” Ellie places her hands on her hips.

“Momma!”

“Oh how the tables have turned!”

“Momma! Mommmma!” You run into the living room.

“Yeah baby? What’s wrong?”

“I hear Mommy!” You look out the window and sure enough, Ellie had just pulled up.

“That’s right, come on, let's go see her.” You pick up your daughter and walk out to the porch. “Guess who she’s got? She has Papa!” Sarah claps ecstatically.

“Hey Einstein!” Ellie exclaims as she runs up the stairs. She kisses Sarah’s cheek and then pecks your lips as Joel gets out of the truck.

“Hey Joel!” You say with a wave. Sarah reaches out for him eagerly.

“Hello! How’s my favorite little girl doing?” He asks, grabbing Sarah.

“Gooood.”

The next morning, all hell broke loose. You couldn’t find the kitchen stuff, there were shoes in with blankets, and everyone was yelling— even Sarah, who thought it was a screaming match.

“Has anyone found the box for the bedroom stuff? I need to put my pillows in it!” You yelled down the stairs. You got a chorus of ‘No’s in response.

“Where do the towels go?”

“With the blankets—“ Ellie says at the same time that you say:

“With the bathroom stuff!”

“What?” You both ask in sync.

“Why would they be with the blankets?”

“Because they’re like.. small blankets? I don’t know.”

On the way to Jackson, Sarah was beyond tired and no matter what you did, she just wouldn’t calm down.

“Come on baby, you need to eat this.” You say, trying to feed her a spoonful of instant oatmeal.

“No!” Sarah screams, swatting the spoon away from her face.

“I know you’re hungry, baby.. please just take a bite. It’s oatmeal! Your favorite!” She reluctantly opens her mouth and you shove the spoon in. “Thank you, baby.” She opens her mouth again and you give her another spoonful.

“Is one of your headlights out?” Joel asks with a frown.

“Oh, yeah it is. It broke a while ago.” Ellie replies, brushing it off.

“Well I can fix it for you.”

“I can fix it myself, just don’t have the parts.”

“I can get you the parts.”

“I can get them myself, I just haven’t had the chance to go on a run in a while.”

“I already have everything you need though.”

“Oh. Okay then.” You roll your eyes at the two.

“Okay. How the hell did we forget three whole boxes? That’s like.. impossible.” You say, throwing your hands into the air.

“Four… bedding isn’t here either.” You throw your head back and groan.

“Dammit.”

“I’ll go drop Sarah off at Tommy’s, then we can drive back?” You nod. “Hey, think on the brightside,” Ellie takes a step towards you and puts her hands on your waist. “Now we can have some alone time.” You smile and put your arms around her neck.

“That is true.” Your girlfriend leans in and places her lips onto your own. The kiss goes on for a few seconds, but is ultimately interrupted by Sarah crying. “I’ll grab us some clothes, you take her over to Tommy’s, and then we’ll meet at the car?” She nods. “Okay. I love you.”

“Love you more.” She pecks your lips.

#ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams imagine #fanfiction #baby momma au

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my-own-walker · 1 year

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OMG I got an idea. How about Kit Walker x Reader during the asylum and like maybe Kit learned origami to probs keep himself sane. But also like he made little presents for the reader like paper hearts, sweet secrets messages, PAPER RINGS.

Paper Rings

note: a person after my lil taylor swift heart 🥺

warnings: just like fluff, kinda mentions of sadness/abuse bc asylum ofc

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Kit's POV

My neck ached. After hours of being hunched over on my bed, my shoulders cramped and my head felt heavy.

It was for a noble cause, though. I sat, cross-legged, folding a piece of paper desperately. An attempt at a present that was all too important. It was quite possibly the only thing keeping me sane anymore.

See, when I was thrown into this place, I never thought I'd find a purpose in life again. My determination to escape dwindled by the day and I feared it would never come back. They were making me weak. Complacent. Altogether incapacitated.

In my spare time before the asylum, I wrote. I liked to keep a journal. I wrote down my thoughts. Sometimes I'd draw funny pictures for Alma. It was calming to me. At Briarcliff, though, writing was banned. Fountain pens and pencils were considered weapons. In a place like that, it could turn bad. So I had to find something different to occupy my time.

After receiving my pills one morning, I kept the small paper cup they were handed to me in. I folded it into a little triangle while sitting idly in the common room. I folded the corners down, and it kinda looked like a penguin. I chuckled softly to myself before an orderly came and stripped the paper out of my hands.

It became a daily routine after that. I would take my cup and stash it for later. Hide it in the waistband of my pants. I started shoving them in my pillowcase, or in cracks in the walls. When I'd lay in bed at night, unable to sleep, I would grab out one of the cups and begin to manipulate it into different shapes.

When Y/N got admitted, I was amazed to find that my mind felt clearer, and more and more reasons to try to get out made themselves apparent to me. She was light. Her soft skin, the way her hair bounced as she walked, and the glint in her eyes, all made me fall for her. She was a total doll. A marvel.

I watched her from across the common room. She tied her hair up messily as she looked down at the chess board before her, engrossed in thought. Strands of hair fell into her face and her brow furrowed. Her perfect soft lips pursed in concentration. I wanted to attack her and take her right there on that table.

Always the gentleman, though, I formally began a friendship with her. Over the weeks following, we found that we had more in common than I expected. She gave me a reason to want to live.

I fell in love with her quickly and wholly. I kissed her for the first time in a tucked-away supply closet in the women's wing. I was alive.

My nightly routine gained a new meaning. Every scrap of paper I collected went toward daily gifts for Y/N. She loved birds. She would always talk about she wished she could hear the birds sing outside again. So I figured out how to make all kinds of birds.

This present was different, though. Very different. I was very focused on the daintiest little project. One that was more important to me than anything I'd ever done up to that point. Finally satisfied with my handiwork, I tucked it into my pillow and curled up for a restless night's sleep.

The next morning, I rose with a start at the wake-up call. I couldn't bear to wait until common room time to see Y/N. Nevertheless, I persevered. The passing hours moved so slowly. But at long last, it was time to see Y/N.

She moved with such grace and beauty into the room. Her head was held high, eyes searching for me. I couldn't help but crack a smile when we finally met eyes. She made such a bleak place fill with air.

'Hiya doll,' I smiled, standing to greet her.

'Hi Kit,' she replied brightly. We both flopped down onto the small sofa in front of the window. I took her hand in mine and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. 'Today has been such a drag.'

'I couldn't agree more,' I sighed. 'But, I have somethin' for ya.' Her eyes brightened at my words. I let go of her hand and reached for my left pocket. I stopped before taking out my newest craft.

'Another bird?' she laughed, looking expectantly at my hands.

'No, beautiful. This is somethin' a little different. I gotta tell ya something first, though,' I explained. I removed my fingers from my pocket and placed them in my lap.

'Oh? What's that?' she asked, smile fading slightly.

'I know we haven't known each other for long, but Y/N, you mean the world to me,' I began. 'I'm not very good with my words, so. you'll have to bear with me.' I chuckled softly, putting my head down suddenly embarrassed by my feelings. 'I'll just come right out and say it. I think I love you, Y/N. I hadn't known the type of peace you give me until I met you, a-and I wanna show ya how much I mean this.'

My hand fumbled into my pocket and fished out a paper ring, perfectly smooth and thick enough to last.

'Oh, Kit,' she breathed.

'I wanna give ya this because I can't give ya anything more right now. But know it's a promise from me. When we get outta this place, I'm gonna buy you a real one a'these. A beautiful gold one. I love you,' I gushed.

'I love you too, Kit,' she smiled, tears forming in her eyes.

'I know it-it's kinda stupid but,'

'No Kit, it's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you,' she assured me. I slipped the paper ring onto her ring finger and it fit perfectly. I sighed inwardly in relief.

'Paper or gold, whatever it's made of, just know that it's a promise to you that I am for you. I love you. And we will get out of this place,' I continued.

And I meant every word.

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GOD I think this sucks I'm so sorry haha. Love y'all hope you're doing well and are safe and happy.

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lovetheworld-harrypottergirl · 5 months

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Request: @inlovewithafairytale " Some fluff, that reader has her period and he is there... i have my period right now and honestly need some comfort😂😭"

I got you gurl bc same and writing this caused my to focus to shift away from my freaking cramps 😂 To start off with there's a bit of a back story, but bear with me on this

Here you go!!!

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You were unique, like most supernatural creatures. But you were even more special than most, all because of Deucalion. You had been in his Pack when you were younger and he killed your parents, and he couldn't bring himself to harm a child. So he took you in under his wing, caring for you as his own and even giving you the bite when you turned seven after you had a close call with an Omega because you couldn't defend yourself. But after the bite, things changed.

You started manifesting abilities unlike anything Deucalion had ever seen, and it scared you how he began treating you as more of a weapon than a human being. So you ran away. You ran as fast as your little legs could carry you to a truck stop, where you spent the night in the back of a truck, not realizing the driver left halfway through the night with you in the back. So when you woke up with three people hovering over you, it sent your mind into high alert, shooting up from your sleeping position and backing away from the strangers. A man with a badge on his shirt held his hands up, saying you were safe and that he wouldn't hurt you.

You eventually warmed up to the the man, letting him carry you out of the back of the truck and to an ambulance, which the other two people were now waiting by. He rode with you to the hospital, telling you stories to keep your mind off it, holding your hand as the two people wheeled you into the large building. They wheeled you into a room as the man continued talking to you, until he was interrupted by a woman with brown hair entering the room.

" I heard Travis Richards found a stow away in the back of his truck."

" In deed he did."

" Is this her?"

The man nodded, stepping back from the bed a bit as the woman pulled on a pair of blue gloves, replacing the man and smiling, putting her hands on her knees and bending over a bit.

" Hi there sweetheart, my name's Melissa, I'm going to be helping Sheriff Stilinski out with you to make sure you're not sick, is that alright with you?"

You nodded as she smiled brighter.

" Good, can I see your arm?"

You nodded again, holding out your arm as she wrapped something around it, squeezing what looked like a ball and watching where the little needle went.

" Ok, blood pressure seems good, can I have a little listen to your heart?"

You nodded as she putting the thing around her neck into her ears, the end she held going to your chest.

" Ok sweetheart, just take three deep breaths in and let them out slowly."

You did as she said, taking the breaths and letting them out slowly as she set the thing back around her neck, turning to the man.

" There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with her, her blood pressure looks normal and I didn't hear anything wrong with her breathing or heart, but we should probably keep her overnight just to make sure."

" Are you sure?"

" Yes, it's best in situations like this to see if any behavior changes happen after a-"

" Pst!"

The two adults looked at each other before looking at the door, seeing two little boys peeking into the room from the hallway. The woman, Melissa sighed.

" Boys, I asked you to stay in the staff room-"

" What are they doing here?"

" Sitter had an emergency and had to drive home to Washington, they've been here the last two hours."

" Mom? Who is she?"

Melissa smiled at the little boy, grabbing his hand and leading him into the room and towards the bed.

" This is Y/n, Scott, can you say hi to her?"

" Hi."

" Mr Travis found her and called the hospital for her."

" Why? Is she sick?"

" No, she's not sick sweetheart, he just wanted to make sure if she was sick or hurt that she got taken care of."

" Oh... Well is she better?"

She chuckled softly, standing up and looking down at her son.

" Well how about this, I still have an hour until my shift is done, so how about you and Stiles keep her company and ask her things. Do you want to do that?"

He thought a moment before nodding up at his mom, seeing her smile.

" Ok, just stay in here and I'll come grab you when it's time to go home."

" Ok."

Melissa and the Sheriff left the room, leaving you to stare at the two little boys. They both hopped up on the foot of your bed, holding out their hands.

" Hi Y/n, I'm Scott."

" Hi..."

You shook his hand, look at the other boy, who was smiling cheekily.

" I'm Stiles!"

" Hi..."

" Is it true you slept in Mr Travis' truck?"

You nodded hesitantly, the boys eye lighting up.

" Woah... That's so cool! What was it like?"

You eventually began talking more with the two little boys, talking yourselves into a nap, snoring away when Melissa and the Sheriff came in to retrieve their children, deciding against it when they saw to two boys sleeping by your sides. After that and after you told the Sheriff about how you ended up in the back of the truck, he and Melissa decided to care for you since you had said you had no family. They fed you and gave you clothes, they enrolled you in school, and gave you all the love you had been missing the past few years of your life. They eventually took it a step further by essentially adopting you, sharing custody of you as they both grew to love you like their own daughter. As for Scott and Stiles, they became your best friends and adopted the roles of your self appointed big brothers, even though they were only a few months older than you.

But nonetheless, you three did everything together, from homework to classes to sports, you were almost never seen without them. And then Scott got bitten, and it changed everything. You had been supressing your abilities for years and a few weeks after Scott told you and Stiles, you came forward to them about your abilities. Stiles immediately began researching your abilities to try and help you figure out what you were, obviously, and you got along with them even better than before, you even hit it off pretty well with Scott's girlfriend Allison. But you guys went through a lot in the years after, from one of your classmates turning into a lizard to Scott rising to full status as a True Alpha when he bit some kid.

It was after that someone you didn't expect to see ever again returned, your second and third grade crush Theodore Raeken. He had always been really nice to you, so it didn't really surprise you when he continued to after you got reacquainted. You hung out for hours sometimes after you were done with practice and got lost on time when you were with him. So when he asked you out, you had to stop yourself from screaming to keep from looking crazy. And it was the best thing ever, finally being with someone who loved you as much as you loved him.

But like all couples, there were days when one of you was having a tough time and let it out on the other. You guys had had a little fight after Theo saw a guy flirting with you at a party and he had stormed off. He had been ignoring your calls and texts for almost a week and it pained you, especially on this week. You had been feeling like crap since yesterday, especially since you didn't have Theo. Your period had started and you were left with the worst cramps, and you had nobody to talk to since Scott was with Stiles and your mom was at work.

So you ended up going into the bathroom and looking at yourself in the mirror for a few minutes before you started just bawling, sliding to the ground and curling into a ball. A few minutes into your crying you heard the door close and a voice call out your name.

" Y/n? Anyone home?"

You pressed your face into your arms as you let out another cry, hearing footsteps coming towards the bathroom as the door knob jiggled.

" Y/n? Hey, what's wrong baby?"

"G-Go away Th-Theo... I don't want t-to talk to y-you..."

" Baby, listen, I'm really sorry for getting so mad the other day, would you please just talk to me?"

" I s-said I'm f-fine..."

" Baby, you're crying, you're clearly not fine. Just please let me in and tell me what's wrong."

You sniffled, staying silent as you reached behind you to help pull yourself up onto the edge of the bathtub, feeling something run down your leg. You touched and saw the red substance on your hand, your eyes watering again as you sobbed into your clean hand, hearing Theo jiggling the knob again.

" Baby, please just let me in, I- Why do I smell blood?"

You could hear him inhale through your sobbing.

" Y/n, why do I smell blood coming from in there?"

You let out another sob, Theo banging on the door.

" Y/n, please open the door baby! Please! If you don't open this I'm breaking it down!"

You covered your eyes, your sobs and the sound of Theo's door banging filling the bathroom.

" Y/n, you have about three seconds to let me in before I break this door down! Three! Two! One!"

On the count of one, Theo broke into the room, the door swinging open as he quickly knelt in front of you. You covered your face, not wanting him to see you cry as he tried to pull your hand away from your face.

" Baby, what's wrong? What happened?"

" G-Go away Th-Theo-"

He pulled your hand away from your face, moving his face down to look at you.

" Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying baby?"

" P-Please just g-go away..."

" No, you're my girlfriend, do you really think I would leave you alone when you're crying? No, I wouldn't, just tell me what's wrong."

He looked and saw your hand with blood on it, a drop falling onto the bathroom floor, not seeing any visible wounds on you. Then he saw the bit of blood on the inside of your thigh, sighing out of relief.

" Come on baby, let's get you up."

You didn't resist, sniffling and hiccupping as Theo pulled you up, leading you out of the bathroom and I to the kitchen and over to the sink, turning on the water and pushing you down gently into a chair. He grabbed a washcloth and ran it under the warm water, turning the sink off and crouching in front of you, placing his hand on your thigh and rubbing his thumb against your skin gently.

" Baby, can I help you?"

You nodded a bit, your face covered by your arm, laying your head down on the table. Theo took your hand, wiping away the blood from along your fingers as he listened to your suppressed hiccups, gently tapping your leg. You moved your legs and Theo took your other hand, placing the washcloth in your hand and putting it on your thigh, moving your hand for you to clean the blood away. You let out a shaky breath, a tear dropping onto the table, Theo's hearing picking up on the quiet sound. He tugged on your hand a bit, speaking in a quiet and gentle voice.

" Hey, Y/n, look at me."

You turned your head, your head laying on your arm as you looked at him, your eyes glassy. He brought his hand up to your face, placing it on your cheek and brushing away a tear.

" What's going on, baby? I haven't seen you like this since we were in grade school."

You sniffled, your leg beginning to shake.

" I-I... I-I got so sc-scared that night... I-I convinced m-myself I wasn't g-good enough for y-you and that's w-why you left... Wh-Who am I k-kiding... Y-You are..."

" Baby, don't talk like that-"

" It's t-true... I-I'm a m-mess..."

" What are you talking about? You're beautiful baby."

" N-No I'm not... I'm a m-mess... Y-You're just b-being nice... Y-You're probably d-disgusted with m-me..."

" Baby, I've never seen anyone more breathtaking than you, you could never disgust me."

He smiled the most genuine smile you had ever seen him do, his eyes literally sparkling as they looked at you. He stood up, gently grabbing your face in between his hands and looking down at you.

" So, I don't want to see those beautiful Y/e/c eyes of yours with anymore tears, I don't wanna see it. You hear me?"

He mock yelled in a lighthearted tone, making you let out a small laugh, causing him to smile.

" There's my girl. Now, we aren't going to go back to this at all, ok?"

You nodded.

" So, you're going to go upstairs to your room and change into something cozy, then we can watch whatever you want, I don't care if it's something I don't like, we're going to watch it, ok?"

You nodded, Theo smiling and leaning down to place a kiss on top of your head, his hands rubbing up and down your arms.

" Ok, go change, I'll be waiting down here."

You nodded once more, standing up as he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek, pushing you gently towards the stairs. You laughed softly, going up the stairs and to your room, going into the bathroom and changing your entire outfit, walking down the stairs in a pair of sweatpants and one of Theo's shirts you had taken underneath your Beacon Hills Lacrosse jacket. You walked into the living room, seeing Theo setting down a bowl of popcorn beside a dozen other of your favorite treats.

" What's all this?"

" Snacks for you, your mom has a bag of them she keeps hidden away for occasions like this."

" You have my mom keep a hidden stash of my favorite snacks?"

" Yeah, obviously."

Theo walked over to you and grabbed your hand, pulling you into the room and down onto the couch. You giggled, nestling yourself into his figure.

" So what do you want to watch?"

" Can we watch Camelot?"

" Of course we can."

" Thanks baby."

Theo smiled, scrolling through and clicking on your show, setting the remote down as the episode started.

" You hungry?"

" Mhm."

Theo sat up, reaching over to the table and grabbing a bowl, setting it in front of you as you looked at it. The bowl was a yellow one filled with an assortment of candy, but only yellow ones. You looked over your shoulder at him, seeing him watching you.

" What's this?"

" Candy, I know how much you like it and how the yellow ones are your favorite, so I took some time to put all your favorites together, that's the more sour candies. We have Skittles, Sourpatch Kids, Lemonheads, Sour Gummy bears, Sour Gummy worms, and lemon drops."

" Did you and my mom happen to plan any chocolate anywhere in all this?"

" Yup."

He sat up again, grabbing another yellow bowl, setting it next to the other bowl.

" This one has Mr Goodbars, M&M's, White chocolate Lindors, only the Yellow Reese's pieces, Yellow chocolate covered almonds, Sixlets, and some white chocolate covered in yellow sprinkles."

" How did I get such a great boyfriend?"

" Guess you were just lucky, now shut up and watch your show."

You giggled as you turned back to watching the show, putting a piece of candy in your mouth every few seconds, Theo nuzzling his face into your neck and pressing soft kisses to it every few minutes. By the third episode, your eyes were growing heavy and you stopped eating your candy. Theo smiled to himself, carefully sitting up and putting the bowls of candy on the table before laying down again, turning off the TV as you turned into him, murmuring sleepily.

" Why'd you turn it off..."

" Because you're obvious tired."

" No I'm not..."

" Oh really? Then what time is it?"

" It's only like 7..."

Theo chuckled, brushing some of the hair away from your face.

" It's almost 11 baby, just go to sleep."

" But I'm not..."

You paused, yawning before speaking again.

" Sleepy..."

Theo smiled.

" Ok, sure, come on."

Theo moved his arm under your waist, pulling you up and on top of him, laying your head on his chest as he played with your hair. You struggled to keep your eyes open, your lids growing heavier as you spoke quietly.

" Theo?"

He hummed back, moving his head a bit to look at you.

" I'm not tired... But you probably are... You can sleep here... I'll just hold you while you sleep..."

He laughed a bit, stroking your hair and nodding.

" Ok, you're right, I am a bit tired. Thank you for the offer baby, I'm just going to rest here tonight."

You nodded sleepily, looking up at him a bit. He held your chin gently, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, keeping his lips pressed to yours for a few seconds, whispering.

" I love you..."

" I love... You more..."

Theo smiled, placing an arm over your waist and the other on your shoulder, pressing a soft kiss on your head.

" Goodnight baby..."

And with that, you were out like a light, Theo following not to long after you. A few minutes later, your mom, Scott, Stiles, and Lydia all entered the house, arguing about something as your mom stopped. She smiles to herself.

" Scott..."

He continued talking loudly, not hearing her.

" Scott!"

" What-"

" Sh!"

He halted, following the gaze of his mom to the couch, seeing his younger sister asleep on the couch, sleeping soundly with her boyfriend holding her close. He saw Stiles look at them, elbowing him before he could get a word out.

" Ow! What the hell was that for?!"

" Sh!"

He lowered his voice, rubbing the spot he had just been elbowed.

" What? I don't like what I'm seeing."

" Stiles, grow up a bit, they're just sleeping."

" So? Sleeping leads to cuddling which leads to canoodling which leads to making out which inevitably lead to sex! I don't him sex-ing up my little sister!"

Your mom rolled her eyes, pushing the boy and the red head out of the house, bidding them good night and locking the door.

" Good night Scott."

" Night mom."

He left up the stairs, your mom looking at you sleep, sighing and grabbing a blanket. She fanned it out over you before kissing her fingers and pressing them gently to your forehead and leaving to her own bedroom, knowing you were in the hands of someone who would never intentionally do anything to hurt you.

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Thank you so much for this request! I really enjoyed writing it!!! Requests are open for any story you want! Thank you my lovelies!!!🤍🤍🤍

#theo raeken #theo raekan imagine #theo raekan x reader #scottmcall! brotherxreader #stilesstilinski!brotherxreader #Melissamccall! adopted motherxreader #noahstilinski!adoptedfatherxreader #teenwolf #teenwolf imagines

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moodywyrm · 1 year

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Okay okay can we talk about vi and periods?

I feel like hers are bad, but she’s always just pushed through them, she didn’t want to seem vulnerable or like a wimp since it happens every month. She tries to just ignore it, but once you get in the picture? You just want to take care of her. She’s hesitant at first, learning not to get attached, not to get used to intimacy, but once you finally break those walls down (it really didn’t take long, she’s desperate for affection), she absolutely melts. She lets you hold her, rubbing her stomach, if modern!AU you’d get her a heating pad while she lays with her head in your lap, whining every time you stop playing with her hair. She’s such a softie, she loves when you take care of her

For you, I feel like she’s such a natural caretaker with the people she loves, she’d immediately jump at the opportunity to do all the stuff you do for her, to you. She hates seeing you in any kind of pain, so she’s goes almost a little overboard making sure you’re feeling okay

I've been staring at this for days bc oh my god. Yes.

Vi was the leader of her little family, right under Vander. She literally Could Not show weakness because if she does, who are the others supposed to depend on? So when she started getting her period (at like 14), she learned real fast how to hide the pain of her Debilitating periods. You think it was hard hiding the pain from getting into fights in Zaun? Try concealing a vomit-inducing cramps, achy joints, pounding headaches, a lower back that feels like it's being yanked between two trucks, and boobs so sore a gust of wind makes you cry on top of it.

She got so used to being the caretaker that she didn't even hesitate when you two finally got together. She just immediately fell into the role whenever you got yours, cuddling you and feeding you your favorite foods, helping you bathe and pampering you however she can (However She Can. Baby ain't afraid of blood).

But you had known that she experienced really bad periods. You'd been friends for ages before you got together and you, loving her and being in love with her, caught on to her little winces, her slower gait, her extra caution for about one week a month. And you knew she was good at hiding pain, and you also knew she wouldn't let you take care of her just yet (you also didn't want to reveal your feelings just yet but that's neither here nor there).

But a month or two before you get together, she get's an awful fucking period. I'm talking baby woke up and bled through her clothes and also immediately vomited. You two already lived together, so when you heard her scramble out of her room at 2am, you're up and in the bathroom with her immediately.

You kneel down next to her on the bathroom floor, rubbing circles at her back and using one hand to keep her overgrown pixie cut out of her face,"It's okay, let it out."

And she does :( sweet girl is stuck over the toilet for another five minutes before she finally leans back against the edge of the tub, panting and wiping her mouth with the wet napkin you handed her. You immediately spot the mess of red on her grey sweats, and you wince.

"Oh honey, it's an extra bad one this time huh? Get those off, I'll bring you a change of clothes, just get in the shower," You're already hauling yourself up off the floor, constructing a mental checklist to help Vi feel better.

Get her clean clothes and a warm shower

In the meantime, change her bedding and soak in cold water. same with her sweats and underwear. Don't think about the fact that it's her underwear.

Get her something fatty and warm to eat, like a little bit of Jericho leftovers, and then give her pain meds and water.

??? Hol dher??? May Be??? If she lets you???

before you can even leave the bathroom, Vi is holding onto your leg with one warm hand.

"You don't have to do that pumpkin, I can handle it myself. Just go back to sleep."

But you can see the way she's cracking, nearly immobilized from the pain. She can't do this by herself, or she shouldn't have to. So you shush her and set upon your tasks, bringing her one of your t-shirts and a pair of her sweats plus some clean boxers, stripping her bed and bringing it to the bathroom sink to rinse it off in cold water.

It makes Vi feel better, to know you're so close. She's embarrassed because here is this beautiful, caring girl, sleep deprived and washing Vi's blood out of Vi's things. But she also feels ... good? Not physically, obviously, but there's something so nice about being taken care of. You're always doing that for her, taking care of her. Making sure she has breakfast and water, patching her up after fights, helping her clean up and repair her gauntlets.

It's only then that she realizes, I mean fully realizes, how much she wants to be with you. She loves taking care of you, but she also likes being taken care of by you. She like that she's allowed to let her guard down around you.

It hits her while she's showering, while she's getting dressed, when she meets you on the couch, when you're helping her eat and rubbing her back and her tummy to make sure she doesn't vomit again. She falls asleep in your arms, on your guys' couch, thinking about how much she wants to be with you.

It's no surprise that, not even two months later, she's yanking you into your apartment with a bruising kiss after winning a massive fight. You're her girl, her good luck charm, the one who takes care of her.

I have to leave for class in 26 min and I still have to do my makeup oh god oh fuck AH

#anon #arcane vi #arcane vi fluff #arcane vi x reader #arcane vi x reader fluff

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kaisarionn · 6 months

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💐 i love your energy it’s so good and it’s just what this dying app needs! Can I plz plz plz request the ghouletts (kinda platonic idk just friendly way) with a ghoulette reader (if you don’t do that normal fem reader is fine) and they are having “problems” with their period ever since they were summoned onto earth. And they NEED to see a doctor but they are scared and uncomfortable bc yk, period talk with doctor is EH. But they comfort them and all that shit. Sorry I just think there is no reason to hide problems with periods if you have them, pray for me

A/n: I agree with this! I’ve had some issues with period problems to the point that I needed a doctor and medicine, it’s the worst. Luckily I’m doing better and I hope you are too! Thank you for the request!

Word count: 783. Angst with comfort. Fem!ghoulette reader. (Tw for mention of periods, though nothing graphic) (I couldn’t find an image with more than two ghoulettes)

Cuddle puddle 🩵

You had been dealing with it by yourself for a while, being far too embarrassed to bring it up to anyone, especially since you were new, but you couldn’t hide it for long due to how badly it affected you.

For one week a month you were practically inconsolable and would hardly leave your room and the ghoulettes immediately noticed this.

They tried to talk to you, but you always go nervous and avoided the topic altogether, until today. Your period was hitting you particularly hard and the ghoulettes were determined to take care of you, which leads to now.

There was a soft knock at the door, but you were in too much pain to get up, luckily the door was unlocked since you rushed to your bed after trying to get some food. Sunshine opens the door and all four ghoulettes come in with various looks of concern upon seeing you curled up on your bed, you looked way worse than they had imagined. “W-what are you all doing here?” You look at them a little embarrassed, not wanting anyone around while you felt so horrible.

It was already hard trying to keep it together long enough to get food without crying, but now you had four ghoulettes in your room while you looked and felt like a mess. “Honey..” Cirrus says softly, shutting the door behind them and coming to sit down in the bed next to you. “Why are you all curled up?” Sunshine sits on the floor next to you, cumulus sits in a nearby chair with Aurora in her lap since there wasn’t much furniture to sit on.

“I feel sick..” You mumble, trying not to tear up from how bad you feel, which was getting harder and harder. “Well we brought you some stuff!” Sunshine nearly yells, but tamps down her enthusiasm when she remembers how bad you feel. “Yeah, we got you food, medicine, a personal heating pad.” Aurora giggles softly, pointing to Sunshine who the ghoulettes often curled up with when they were cold.

“We can leave if you want, we just want to make sure you’re okay first.” Cumulus adds on, holding up an actual heating pad incase you do want them to leave. You start to sniffle softly, a combination of happy tears from feeling so cared for, and overwhelmed tears since your cramps were killing you. “T-thank you..” The ghoulettes take this as their cue to curl around you to comfort and take care of you. Sunshine pulls you into her arms and placing her hand on your pelvis, warming them up to ease your pain.

The others get comfortable around you however they can, wanting to practically cocoon you with their bodies. “Now what’s wrong?” Cirrus knows it’s your period, they all do as they’ve had similar experiences, but she’s trying to get to the bottom of the issue.

“E-ever since I was summoned here my period has been all messed up and nothing helps like it used to!” You bury your face into a pillow, trying to hide your tears. Cumulus gently rubs your back, trying to soothe you as best they can. “Aw sugar.. why haven’t you gone to the doctor? I’m sure they can help.”

You lightly shake your head at the mention of doctors, and they can tell you seem a bit nervous about it. “I don’t like them.. a-and this stuff is so embarrassing..” Aurora scoots around a little bit, trying to get a bit closer to you. “I know doctors are scary, but we can go with you! Cirrus takes me to my appointments, she makes them less scary.”

Cirrus smiles and gently brushes your hair out of your face. “I would be happy to take you, we all would. Doctors don’t have to be scary dear.. and this shouldn’t be embarrassing. We all have to deal with this.” Cumulus grabs out the jar of cookie dough she brought you, offering it out, which you promptly took with a smile. “We’ll always help you out sugar.”

Sunshine opens the jar for you with a soft smile, before going back to kneading at your stomach. “Yeah! Always.” You giggle softly and take a bite of cookie dough with a smile. “You girls are the best.”

#the band ghost #ghost the band #ghost bc #x reader #x y/n #x ghoulette #x aurora ghoulette #x sunshine ghoulette #x cirrus ghoulette #x ghoulette reader #hurt/comfort #light angst #happy ending #period cramps #tw periods

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lcvesjj · 6 days

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Period Comfort - Hondo Harrelson x Fem!Reader

Summary : when you're on your period Hondo is there to help.

Warnings : period stuff? Hondo is slightly ooc but idrc, crying,

A/n : written bc I’m currently on my period & I need a hug rlly badly lol (please ignore how bad the ending is 😭) the formatting might be a little weird since I'm posting via mobile 🫶 I might delete this later tbh

NOT BETA READ!

As soon as you woke up you could just feel that you started your period. With a small groan you slowly got out of bed heading to the bathroom trying not to wake Hondo. Which didn’t work that well since you heard him begin to wake up as soon as you left the bed. “Y/n? What’s wrong?” Hondo tiredly asked while sitting up to look at you. “I just got my period and I feel awful.” You called from the bathroom, you could hear Hondo walking around your shared room before he gently knocked on the bathroom door.

“Do you need some pain medication honey? I also brought you some comfortable clothes” He said while standing in front of the door. Opening the bathroom door you grabbed the clothes he was holding out for you- it was one of his old SWAT t-shirts and a pair of comfy sweatpants.

“Thank you, you're a lifesaver Hondo.” You smiled at him, while he kissed your forehead and sent you a soft smile. Before walking downstairs to grab you some medication for the pain. Closing the bathroom door again you quickly got changed before heading back to bed to rest, since you knew Hondo wouldn’t let you do much while you were in so much pain.

A while later Hondo reappeared with some hot camomile tea and some painkillers. “Here you go sweetheart.” He smiled while handing you the pills and tea so you could swallow them. After taking the pills you laid back down on the bed while Hondo climbed back into bed next to you and pulled you into his arms with one hand resting on your stomach softly massaging it to get rid of the cramps that were making you wince in pain.

“You don’t have to do this y'know.” You said while Hondo pressed a soft kiss against your hair. “I know. But I want too.” He replied with a small smile while you melted into his warm embrace.

You were then awoken from your slumber a few hours later due to a painful stomach cramp. Hondo was gone and he must’ve gone downstairs to do something. Curling up from the pain you let out a small whimper- the pain was truly unbearable and you felt sick. Tears started to slowly pour down your cheeks from the overwhelming pain.

You didn’t hear it but Hondo was slowly walking up the stairs to your shared room and hearing your soft sniffles he walked faster before slowly entering the room. “Oh Y/n/n.” He whispered softly while leaning in to brush the hair out of your forehead. “It hurts doesn’t it?” Hondo asked while looking at you concerned.

He hated seeing you in so much pain, since usually you were so strong and smiling, while now you just looked so weak and helpless. Without saying much else Hondo pulled you into his arms while you cried from the pain. One hand gently rubbing your back while the other wiped away your tears. “It’s okay, it’ll pass soon.” He said reassuringly while kissing your forehead.

You curled up in Hondo’s arms even more since it was truly unbearable. Meanwhile Hondo just held you tightly in his arms gently rubbing your back and reassuring you that it would pass soon.

#hondo harrelson x reader #hondo harrelson #swat cbs #swat imagines #swat x reader #swat fic

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businesscasualart · 9 days

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i luv ur work, can I see a smal snippet of any fanfic ur working on👉👈 here’s a treat as payment🧁

AWWWW THANK YOU SM! I've posted so little work, I didn't expect anyone would care too much for my work, art or fanfic, as opposed to just like, my affinity for providing content for obscure characters and ships. <3 You are SO sweet, I'm crying TvT I'd love to share, it'd be an honor, treat or no treat as payment! Thank you for the treat tho XD

Okay, so, context: I've been in fandomless hell for a few months now. I can rely on the fact that I'll be bouncing back to and around the DC fandom every few months, but I'm absolutely directionless rn. The last thing I got working on is yet another Young Justice, Psimon/Devastation fic as always. I DO intend to write something else eventually, but I love Devapsimon <3

A friend requested this one RIGHT before I fell out of the YJ fandom into this period of nothingness. Now...you see...they don't watch YJ, they dislike superhero cartoons. They do know I love YJ tho.

I...don't...like...Omegaverse...BUT YOU SEE, MY FRIEND uh...got pretty big into it...in the Normalest way they could...If you don't know what it is, don't Google it.

My good, dear friend...requested of me...that the third fic I ever write...be a lil Psimon/Devastation Omegaverse fic for them and they PROMISE they'll pay me...somehow...presumably with a fic they'll write bc I KNOW they don't have money. SO FOR LIKE, three months, between fandomless hell, writing what I don't know, and KEEPING THIS THING PG-14...I've been writing that!

Maybe I'll convert it into a sickfic before posting it to Ao3! Bc I am so unsure about writing omegaverse and my abilities doing so. AND IT IS PRETTY MUCH A SICKFIC, I'm taking a very mild-hurt/comfort, mostly nesting, sickfic approach with it! I hope it's still enjoyable despite my long breaks writing it. I have to do some serious editing but rn I'm just trying to get it done! Wish me luck!

So uh

WIP Devapsimon Fic Snippet!

CW: uh, nothing really! There's not even much Omegaverse mention in this part...um...I don't know how to format a fic on Tumblr...there's an abundance of description of RV bunk beds...I can't find a good place to cut off the snippet...THIS IS ALSO VERY LONG FOR A SNIPPET, but this is my longest fic yet.... so uh...long preview! As a treat!

“D…Devastation?” He whispered hesitantly, torn between announcing his presence and not disturbing her rest.

Upon getting no response tried to gently, quietly push past the curtains but the metal curtain rings slowly drug against the metal bar making a screech that resounded in his ears and made him wince.

He peered into the bunk section. It was darker than the rest of the RV, it took a minute for his eyes to adjust.

It was honestly shocking how everyone could fit in here, it was a cramped ‘room’. If Baran or Tommy were to walk down the room, both of their shoulders would rub against the bunks lining either wall. Thankfully, the bunks themselves were of a decent size.

They were built into the wall, like a shelf or cubby. They could hold a thin twin XL size ‘mattress’...well…really more so a foam pad than a mattress. However, the bottom bunk cubbies were decently tall, the larger Onslaught members still can’t really fit lying on their backs or sitting up, but they could fit just fine lying on their sides.

There were exactly six bunks, two on each side of the three-walled room. Additionally, hanging in the middle of the walkway between the two top bunks on the left and the right of the room, was a hammock. Cameron generously set it up when they got the Terror Twins on the team and claimed it for himself. He claims it was to win Tuppence’s favor but Psimon is almost certain it was just regular generosity and self-sacrifice.

Each bunk had different privacy curtains shielding the inside of the bunks; some decorative, some blackout, some sheer; but a few were left open.

One such bunk had its curtains open. Thankfully, it was the one with the only small window in the room, on the wall inside the top bunk across from the entrance. It didn’t provide much light, especially since the dusty blinds as well as small curtains on it were drawn.

There were also string lights lining the room, courtesy of Selinda, to provide a gentle light but they were left off during the day.

It was relatively clear whose bed was whose. Everyone had a relatively distinct sense of style, or lack thereof.

Selinda’s was a simple bed with everything in some shade of black and purple. Tuppences lined her walls and ceiling with decor like photos, stickers, and posters. The other mens’ bunks generally looked like the beds had been abandoned for eight years, but Tommy decorated his similarly to Tuppence’s, only simpler; Mammoth’s bed had a king-sized comforter shoved in there and the walls were scratched up; and Cameron’s...well, he had a hammock.

Psimon’s bunk was by far the most organized one but it doesn’t stand out. All neutral colors, made up neatly. He had two pillows, but only really used one. He, like a few others, had small organizers hanging on the walls. He never had many personal, sentimental items to bring on these missions, so he mostly kept business related papers, pens, a tablet for work, and the like up there.

Each set of twins shared the bunks on two walls and Cameron...had a hammock…so Devastation slept in the bunk under Psimon’s.

Her bed was also simple and mostly neutral tones, but messier…usually. She had two or three more blankets and pillows than usual, all strewn about, along with a couple clothing items. It was notably more crowded.

Psimon had no idea how Devastation would be comfortable in that mess, and perhaps she wasn’t, because she wasn’t even in her bed.

She sat on the filthy, old carpeted floor next to her bed, leaning halfway into the bunk, her face buried in her arms.

“Devastation!” Psimon gasped, dropping to his knees next to her, nearly dropping the bowl in the process. He set it on the floor next to him, placing a hand on her back and the other on an arm.

Her hair was taken down but not brushed, left messy and tangled. She had also changed into her nightwear, striped shorts and a sleeveless top. They seemed to have been a lavender-type color, but they’ve lightened and grayed out over time, as well as developed a couple of small holes in seams here and there.

“Oh, Devastation…” Psimon, voice quiet and full of concern, never finished his sentence.

He struggled to pull Devastation upright by her shoulders, pulling her to rest against him so he could see her face. Once he managed it, her weight nearly knocked him back onto the floor but she seemed to regain enough awareness to somewhat support her own weight and not throw it all on him at once.

Her eyes were glazed and distant when they fluttered open. She furrowed her brow and her eyes slowly moved to look at Psimon, in an attempt to figure out what was happening but before she could, he laid his hand over her face.

He kept moving his hand around her face, to both of her cheeks and to her forehead as if they’d yield different results, but the results were clear. Devastation’s skin was impossibly hot, hotter than before, even in the short time that had passed. It was wet with sweat and flushed all over from her own body temperature.

Her glassy eyes finally found Psimon’s face, despite his hand’s frantic search for a more reassuring result. Her mouth hung open slightly, as if to speak, but she only took in short, ragged breaths.

“Oh…Oh Devastation…”

#I really hope this is any good. Im so flattered but I got so little faith in my writing rn TvT #psimon #YJ! devastation #YJ! psimon #Simon jones #YJ! Simon jones #devapsimon #devastation/psimon #devasimon #fanfic #yj fanfic #fanfic preview #wip #WIP fic #businesscasual writing #lorelei's yelling into the void again #cw: omegaverse #sickfic #oh man ig that's all I got to tag

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request: Can you write something for either Joe or Tom or Eddie your choice! Where their so is on their period! I'm on mine and I'm dying lol

alright here it is! i chose Tom bc who doesn’t need Tommy boy as a sweet boyfriend while on their period? i hope i gave you what you wanted! also if you want to be tagged at anytime when i post let me know!

summary: you’re on your period and it feels like your cramps are ready to take you out. Your new boyfriend Tom just wants to help out

warnings: talk of periods, talks of nausea, just all around fluff <3 if i missed anything let me know!

That Time of Month - Tom Grant x Fem!Reader

You had been laying in a ball on Tom’s bed since you woke up. You were supposed to work today but forget that, your cramps were awful and you felt nauseous from the pain of them. Work was not on the table at all.

“Love? You getting ready?” You hear your boyfriend Tom call from the living room.

“No.” You whine out and turn your head into the pillow. You hear his footsteps coming into the room.

“What’s going on?” He asked you. You glance over to him and see him leaning against the wall.

“It’s, well you know.” You didn’t exactly want to say what it was. I mean not that there was anything wrong with being on your period, but your relationship with Tom was still new and you didn’t exactly know how he would feel about you talking about it.

“I don’t, come on get up, Shirley is going to be pissed if you don’t show up.” He says trying to pull the blanket off of you.

“Tom, please.” You whine.

“Right, explain then.” He says and you sigh.

“I’m on my period, and the cramps at times can be overwhelming and I get nauseous occasionally due to them.” You say and it falls silent. You’re worried you made him uncomfortable now. He lets go of the blanket and climbs into bed with you. “What are you doing?”

“Staying here with you.” He says. He wraps his arms around you and you sigh. Obviously Tom wasn’t new to this, I mean he’s had a girlfriend before so he knows, but he doesn’t remember Ruth getting like this, he wanted to comfort you.

“What about Shirley?” You asked him though making no signs of trying to push him away.

“Shirley can fuck right off. Do you need anything?” He asked you. He places he hand on your stomach and you move it a bit lower to where the pain was and he starts rubbing you there.

“Some pressure please.” You say. He adds some pressure and you sigh a little. It hurt still but some relief was there as well. “Well since you asked, I could go for some ice cream.”

“Okay, do you want me to get that now?” He asked you.

“Yes please.” You say. He kisses your cheek and gets up. “Oh and can you get some chocolate as well?”

“Of course, love.” He says changing out of his work shirt and into his grey hoodie you loved so much. He walks into the living room and you adjust yourself so you could look at him. He was putting his boots on and glanced up at you and smiles. He comes back in the room again and gives you a fat kiss before he leaves. He gets to the store and goes to the candy isle first. He grabs all of your favorites then makes his way to the isle with feminine products. He stood there for a good five minutes not knowing what to get you at all. What was the difference with this stuff anyway? Now this he never did but he felt he needed to for you. He’s seen the boxes hidden in your bags when you would stay the night with him but he didn’t know exactly what they were.

“Need some help?” Tom looks over to see an older woman approaching him. He becomes red in the face as he clearly been got looking at everything confused.

“Uh, yes actually my girlfriend is well you know and I don’t know what to get.” He says shyly. The older woman chuckles a little.

“Well my daughter prefers these but she gets both.” She says grabbing two different boxes. Tom grabs them and smiles.

“Thanks.” He says.

“No problem, also might want to get a few other snacks as well, cravings are a nightmare.” She says. He nods his head and she says goodbye. He grabs the basket and goes to the snack isle and grabs all of your favorites. He finally gets the ice cream as well and heads to check out. As he does he sees flowers and grabs them. He pays for everything and finally heads back to his place.

“Love, I’m back.” He says walking through the door. You were now say up, leaning forward.

“Hi.” You say quietly.

“You okay?” He asked.

“Cramps again, they come and go.” You say. You look up and see everything he got. “Flowers?”

“Yea, I thought looking at them would brighten your day.” He says.

“Thank you love, you’re so sweet to me.” You say. His face gets red and he smiles while looking down.

“I also got some other snacks and um these.” He grabs the boxes out of the bag and sets them in front of you.

“How’d you know what to get?” You tease.

“Some help, they’re correct right? That old woman didn’t set me up did she?” He asked.

“Calm down Tommy, they’re fine.” You say. You open the boxes and grab what you need. It was perfect actually since you had just ran out earlier. You go to the bathroom and come back out to all the snacks laid out on the bed and Tom lying there waiting for you. You smile at him and climb back into bed. He grabs the ice cream and a spoon and hands them to you.

“If I need to get more let me know.” He says. You lean over and kiss the tip of his nose, his cheeks and then his lips. He smiles instantly causing you to smile as well.

“Thank you, what ever did I do to deserve you?” You ask him.

“Run into me as you tried to hide from Kai.” He laughs and you join in. Yea that day was probably the worst days. You were new and Kai hadn’t been so kind.

“And what you knew then I needed to be yours?” You ask him.

“Yes, yes I did.” He says again making you smile. He kisses your cheek as you eat your ice cream. Your period was not the last thing on your mind, for now.

#tom grant #tommy boy #tom grant x fem!reader #joseph quinn #joe quinn

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