#Best Menstrual Cramp Relief

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Ways to Get Rid of Period Pain & Cramps

In addition to following all these tips for menstrual cramps, you can also go for our “That Time of the Month” gummies. These gummies have a delicious strawberry flavor to make them tastier and not a medication. Also, the wonderful ingredients put in them include Magnesium Sulphate, Chasteberry Extract, Milk Thistle Extract, Passion Flower Extract, and Vitamins B6 & C.

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HANDSY

PAIRING: Jackson! Joel Miller x afab! reader

SYNOPSIS: Your cycle is ruining your mood, and what better thing to do than get a free massage.

CONTENT/WARNINGS: MDNI/18+. NSFW. Suggestive content. Titty massage. Slight daddy kink. Established relationship. Joel being a little bastard. Ambiguous age gap (Joel is in his 50s, reader is in their 20s). Mentions of menstrual cycle and female characteristics about the chest. Banter and teasing. No use of y/n.

WC: 1.2k

A/N: Alright, I'm kinda on a Joel Miller streak and I was just thinking about getting my tiddies rubbed by a man with strong & rough hands and this happened. Don't look at me like that okay, this is self indulgent and I just had to alright. Hopefully this is relatable for some of y'all lol. Shout out to everyone who has to deal with periods, you are stronger than the marines. Anyways, likes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated! Dividers by @saradika-graphics.

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Another month. Another week of unruly irritation, mood swings, and uncomfortable reactions to anything that breathed too hard or moved too fast. In the hecticness that was your current reality, dealing with the devil’s wrath was supposed to be something that slipped past your mind. Yet, in the efforts of your survival, having a menstrual cycle still took you off guard every time it came punching through your gut.

Tossing and turning in bed, you tried to get in the best position to ease your cramps by curling up in a fetal position. You thought it would make things better, but instead, the discomfort you felt all over your body pissed you off even more. A frustrated grumble filled the bedroom, flinging the sheets away and furrowing your eyebrows at the lack of relief.

Where the fuck is he?

Throwing on a pair of slippers you luckily claimed on a supply run, you shuffled down the creaky stairs of your home and wandered about until you reached the living room. Joel was hunched over his seat on the couch, currently messing with his guitar strings, aware of your presence the moment you hit the base of the stairway.

“Somethin’ wrong, sweetheart?” He questioned you as he took in your features and noticed your pout. You were upset; that was obvious when he found you in bed earlier today instead of somewhere else in the house. Simply kissing your forehead and letting you rest as best as he could, he expected you to come down to talk to him eventually when you had the energy to do so.

Joel didn’t say anything as you came closer to him without uttering a word, slipping your legs over his thick thighs and pressing your face into the curve of his neck. He put his guitar to the side and wrapped his strong arms around your waist, hands instinctively digging into your lower back where you felt the most sore. He could tell from the way you clung to him that it was that time of the month, already having gotten used to your changes in demeanor to see the signs.

“Uncomfortable?” Joel asked again, trying to get a better read on your emotions, but he only received an annoyed grunt in response. “Guess we’re just gonna sit here then.”

He ran his fingers up and down your spine, trying his best to lessen the strain you felt. He could snag some herbs to make you tea later if you were in the mood for it, but right now, a massage is what you could handle. His touch made you sigh with alleviation, focusing on the pressure points along your shoulder and backbone. Even with his attempts, the front of your body continued to ache.

“My boobs are fucking killing me.” You declared out loud, a deep rumble of a chuckle escaping from the back of his throat.

“You need me to massage them?” Joel offered, and his intention of doing that was purely to make you feel better. Though, you couldn’t ignore the slight flutter in your belly at the idea of having his hands elsewhere. 

Giving him a nod, you sat straighter on his lap, holding his gaze as he slipped his hands underneath the flannel you wore and made a beeline for your chest. Joel didn’t flinch at the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra, being told once or twice how freeing it was not to have to deal with the constant friction of clothes against your heated skin.

He palmed both of your breasts and squeezed, his grip just strong enough to calm the throbbing of the swelling from your change in hormones. Your eyes closed as you focused on his touch, allowing Joel to do whatever he wanted with you, what he knew best.

“Feelin’ better?” You heard him ask, humming out in reply. He grinned at your reaction, the hum sounding close to a purr as he pawed at your chest.

Taking his hands out from underneath your—his shirt, you whined, a smirk tugging at the corners of Joel’s lips. Lifting the top of the flannel to rest on your collarbone, his attention went back to your breasts, looking at them with a mix of desire and affectionate pity.

“Poor baby. Hormones got my girl all cranky and upset.” He said, placing a soft kiss on the top of each breast before handling your body once more. You don’t know whether or not he was deliberately teasing you when you were the most vulnerable, but just hearing his voice was doing wonders to soothe your nerves.

You’ve always been fascinated with Joel’s hands since you met him, watching how he’d hold the handle of his gun or insert ammo into the magazine before reloading. His palms were rough, and his fingers were rougher, representing a man who’s lived a long life, who’s done unspeakable things to survive and get to this point. To most, they’d dislike the feeling of having so much of a contrast, but to you, the difference of his skin against yours was almost euphoric.

Joel squeezed with more purpose, focusing on tightening his grasp along the sides where the pain was the most prominent. One harsh thumb came to stroke at your sensitive nipple in gentle circles, pulling a breathless moan from between your lips. The smile on his face widened when his ears picked up the sound, moving to do a combination of deliberate squeezes and circles on the exposed nubs.

The warmth of his touch morphed into something else, need coiling in your stomach and clawing up your throat. As discretely as you could, your hips shifted further into his, craving much more than what he was giving you. Joel couldn’t help himself and brought you closer to him, grinding his hips up into yours. That got your attention, looking into his hazel eyes to find his pupils narrowly dilated.

“If you need me to rub somethin’ else, I can.” Despite the years worn on his face, he still had a certain boyish charm that jerked at your heartstrings when he flirted with you. Or, maybe it was just his southern gentleman persona, ever so willing to tend to your needs no matter what they may be.

“You’re annoying.” You mumbled to him, stubbornly refusing to outright beg for his affection, regardless of how badly you craved it.

“And you’re moody.” Joel kissed you tenderly, drawing away and snickering when you leaned forward to chase his lips for another.

“Let daddy make you feel good. Alright, darlin’?” You nodded dumbly at the proposition of getting something more than your tits massaged.

His eyes flashed with lust, making quick work to peel off the flannel and toss it to the ground. Already growing hard at the thought of having his way with you, he tilted towards you, kissing the column of your neck and letting his beard tickle your skin. You released a shaky exhale, fingers running through his graying hair and tipping your head back to grant him more access to your skin.

“Atta girl.”

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[ghosts-bandwagon]

can you do one where the reader has *terrible* periods (im talkin cramps, headaches, while nine yeards) but does their best to push through them and how 141 + ale, rudy, and konig react to them <3 (also i really do like the way you did your masterlist its v neat and put together)

Literally me every month 😭 this one’s for the nightmare period squad, I love y’all and I’m right there with you (thank you love!) (I’m sorry for leaving Rudy and Ale out, it’s a little much for me I’m so sorry 😭)

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley:

He’s pretty attuned to you, he has a sense when something’s up, so he decides to keep an eye on you throughout the day

You’re sweating a little more than usual and looking a little clammy when you’re on the treadmill (hoping beyond hope that working out will help) (… it doesn’t)

He’s watching you during the briefing, your hands are clenching your abdomen, your breathing is a little irregular, and your left eye twitches occasionally. You’re masking your discomfort and you’re doing it well enough to fool everyone else but him. He sees you make a detour to the clinic on base and walk out with a small heated water bottle pressed against your stomach

He stops by your room to see that your usual coffee is replaced with peppermint tea, the lights are dim, and you’re sitting at your desk, curled over the table with paperwork scattered under your head. He announced himself with a knock and you bolted upright, you winced almost immediately

“Easy love, it’s just me.” He chuckled, “Doin’ alright?” He eyed the tea and turned the bottle of pills in his hand,

“Of course, always.” You we’re out of breath, “Why?”

“Don’t make me ask.”

“Ugh fine. It’s my period, I’m sorry.” He tossed the bottle in his hands at you and you caught it not very gracefully.

“Don’t be. You’ve done more in your state than most of them do normally. Just… take a rest. Take your meds. You’ve done enough.”

John ‘Soap’ MacTavish:

He doesn’t really notice, you’re unfortunately good at hiding your symptoms (save for the obvious bleeding and the wrappers in the trash)

Honestly he’s amazed you can go about your day so effortlessly with all that going on

He’s watching you catch up on some chores when he starts to notice the wince in your eyes when you move a certain way, you’re putting away laundry fresh from the dryer and pressing the warm clothes tightly against your lower abdomen

You’re in the kitchen and you’re massaging your temples, breathing heavily, leaning against the counter, shaking your head and continuing with your task

“Alright, bonnie, that’s enough. Let get you set up.”

“Johnny, baby, I’m fine.”

“Sure ya are, I’m just taking care of that fine arse for you since you won’t.” He winked at you, he walked you back to bed, grabbing your heating pad and menstrual relief pills from the bathroom.

“Take it easy, hen, let’s get some movies going, yeah?”

John Price:

He knows your tells. Not only because he lives with you and sees the wrappers in the trash, but because he can feel the shift

You start to take on tasks that you’d normally pass on, whether it’s to prove to him or yourself that you can muscle through it

You don’t need to prove anything to him sweetheart, he knows how strong you are, just let him take care of you

He tells you as much but you wave him away and continue with what you were doing

He gets a little frustrated because he knows you’re suffering, he knows how hard your periods hit you, just let him help you damn it

So he sets up a little trap, he asks you to help him in the bedroom, and being the big strong girl you are, you go in ready to help but he wrap you in a big blanket and swings you over his shoulder, he set you down on the bed, tucked under the blankets, half-heartedly glaring at him.

“Rest, darling, please.”

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Gerrick:

He knows how bad your periods are and he doesn’t let you move an inch out of bed, he’s super doting, and he spoils you absolutely rotten

Even if you insist you can muscle through it, he won’t let you

Dishes need to be done? He’s got it. Groceries? Instacart that mf. Laundry? Say no more queen. Gotta make dinner? No you don’t.

He’s got your heating pad cranked up as high as you need it to be, your comfort show or movie is playing and he’s got your meds and some water ready for you when you need

Period care king tbh.

König:

Schatz please, you only make it worse, he knows that and you know that, but he’ll always remind you

He lets you press on about your day, doing whatever you can to distract yourself from the pain, but as soon as he sees you clutch your stomach and double over when you think he can’t see you, he steps

“Liebling, please you’re hurting me.”

“König, don’t start.” You sighed exasperated, he’s willing to deal with a lot but when it comes to your well-being, he doesn’t fuck around,

“Beg your pardon, schatz?”

Oops.

“Fine. Do your worst.” You relented, he smiled mockingly at you (not in a malicious way),

“That’s what I thought.”

You’re buried under blankets, your electric heating pad spread over your abdomen, water and medicine is on your nightstand, and you’re so grateful König knows you as well as he does.

[byhees]

kiss the pain away.

엔하이픈 ・ female reader + word count 800 genre fluff established relationship warnings not proof-read mention of periods, blood — more

a/n. requested! my writing comeback keke

heeseung

would be so affectionate and sweet; puts your comfort as his number one priority— if he were to even hear the softest groan of discomfort slip from your lips, he’d sprint over to your side, a hand gently stroking your hair, eyes fixated on your pained expression; “love, is everything alright? do you need the heat pack?” he’d ask, his other hand lightly tracing circles on the back of your palm.

wouldn’t hesitate to head over to the nearest convenience store in the break of dawn if you ever uttered that you were craving something; one moment he’d be cuddling with you in bed, the other he’d be dashing over, ready to load the basket with all your favourite snacks.

jongseong

would devote all his attention to you in a heartbeat; if you ever needed anything, all you had to do would be to call his name— he’d be by your side in the blink of an eye, ready to help out with whatever he can.

wouldn’t be grossed out if you were to accidentally stain surfaces; if you were to stain the sheets, he’d just softly insist that he’d throw them into the wash, wanting you to freshen up and relax; flashing the prettiest smile, he’d gently reassure you that it’s not embarrassing at all.

jaeyun

would have a whole note on his phone dedicated to your period weeks— your favourite snacks, even the type of feminine products that you’d prefer; would flash the brightest, proudest, grin when he shows up with his own handmade care basket.

would absolutely love showering you with kisses; one on your forehead, one on the tip of your nose, and another on your pretty lips; he relishes in the way the glint in your eyes brightens, the corners of your lips raising upwards in the wake of a smile; in his books, kisses are a must for pain relief.

sunghoon

would intervene when he finds activities or actions too strenuous or tough; “i’ve got it, baby”, he’d say, hands gently resting on the dip of your waist, pulling you to the side ever so lightly; the least he wants is for his precious to feel tired out.

whenever you’re grumpy or particularly moody, he’d try his best to cheer you up, be it through horrendously-executed jokes or random, out-of-pocket fun facts; he’d even be willing to pull out a little dance just to see you smile; trust, if he says that he’d do anything to see you happy, he doesn’t lie.

seonwoo

would be so incredibly sweet and thoughtful towards you, it’d even make you wonder how you’d gotten yourself such a patient and loving boyfriend; always prepares painkillers and a heat pack for when you’re experiencing cramps; never rushes you— to him, whatever pace is comfortable to you, is comfortable to him as well; if you were to ever utter the words “hugs please?”, he’d engulf you in a snuggle without a second’s of pause— fret not, he’ll cuddle the pain away.

wouldn’t mind if you were to get particularly clingy; in fact, he’d actually be the one peppering you with sweet kisses and engulfing you in warm cuddles— he’d wrap his arms around your build, and perch his chin on your shoulder, softly whispering sweet affirmations about how strong you are, and how amazing of a person he thinks you are.

jungwon

would be so caring; your cramps are causing you discomfort? he’d be by your side, ready with a glass of water and painkillers. they’re still not getting any better? he’d climb into bed, wrapping his arms around your waist, his hand gently rubbing your tummy— does everything possible to help you relieve the pain.

wouldn’t hesitate to head over to the store to purchase all the necessary sanitary products; isn’t embarrassed to video-call you in the midst of the menstrual products isle, asking which ones you’d prefer the most.

riki

would be so, so soft towards you; would often check up on you— it soothes his heart to know that you’re all alright; if you were to mumble the softest words about how you’re in pain, he’d rush over without a second of hesitation; would be so cautious too, in fear that he accidentally makes you feel uncomfortable— would often ask if you’re okay with what he’s doing, and to let him know if you’re ever feeling bothered.

would definitely tone down his teasing during your period week; instead of flashing a smug smile when you approach him for kisses, voice singing a “knew you couldn’t get enough of me”, he’d wordlessly pull you into his embrace, arms wrapping around your build— he’ll kiss it all better.

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cw. menstruation, menstruating!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up characters, mentions of reader as 'girlfriend'

Thinking about first-time boyfriend Bakugou Katsuki and him finding you in your apartment, during your regular Friday night stay-ins, in bed and writhing in discomfort from your menstrual cramps.

The second he sees the pained expression etched across your face, he rushes out of your building in panic and with no second thought, blasts through the city in his regular clothes and into the nearest pharmacy to get something—anything—to help you out.

He ends up buying basically one of each product in the women’s hygiene aisle, plus all varieties of painkillers, chocolates, and comfort food he knows you like. Just, dumps everything into the too (“fuckin’”) small grocery basket with no hesitation.

Meanwhile, he’s scaring the bystanders with the air of frenzy that follows him, and for a second they think some villain is within proximity and start panicking themselves.

Annoyed, Bakugou barks at the catatonic (or starstruck) cashier and murmuring shoppers.

“Quit yappin’! My girlfriend needs this shit now, so hurry the fuck up.”

The moment he’s handed the three bags of goodies, he’s out of the store in a flash, blasting back to your apartment with one hand expertly propelling him and your care packages in the other.

All the while, he’s berating himself for not looking this up and preparing for this in the first place. Hell—he was supposed to be the best (and possibly, if he could have things his way, last) boyfriend you’d ever have.

He never learned how to take care of menstruating people in his life. He could blame this on Masaru having shit under control with Mitsuki growing up, resulting in his never having to step in and look after the old hag.

And well…you’re his first girlfriend. This is all new to him.

He arrives and bursts through the door in record time, and is surprised to see you fast asleep in a fetal position, beads of sweat decorating your forehead.

He sighs, in relief or disappointment, or both. He’ll wait to give you the products when you wake up. And maybe apologize, too, for walking out on you without a word and possibly making you feel abandoned.

Anyway, he ends up reading so much about menstruation and other girl problems that by the time the next month’s blood bath comes around, he’s practically an expert. Aside from his militant barring of everything that makes the pain worse—from your trusty caffeine, chocolates, to salty snacks—having Bakugou Katsuki around when you’re menstruating is great. The best, even.

Meanwhile, the media does end up going into madness the day Bakugou got formally introduced to the world of menstruation. Not because of a villain scare, but because… Because who knew the brute hero Bakugou Katsuki had a girlfriend?

[joelsgreys]

pains l a safe haven drabble

Post Outbreak! Joel Miller x Female Reader

summary: When Ellie has awful menstrual cramps, you come to the rescue.

warnings/tags: 18+ only, MINORS DNI. talk of menstrual cycles, cramps, our lil baby Ellie is in pain, Joel is kinda useless but we still love him, little fluffy moments here and there. domestic fluff.

word count: 2k

a/n: so this is just a little thing based on this request right here. i love the idea of writing little extra blurbs and drabbles for this universe now that i am further into the series. i hope you like this anon, and thank you for being patient with my slow snail ass! *this takes place somewhere between the events of chapters five and chapter six

“Fuck, fuck, fuck—fucking motherfucker!”

Ellie loudly gasps out the string of profanities, clutching at her stomach as she doubles over in what you can only imagine has to be a world of pain. She steadies herself by planting one of her tiny hands firmly on Stella’s rotund side, her facial features twisted in complete and utter agony. She sucks in a sharp deep breath, her eyes squeezing tightly shut as she leaned up against the pregnant mare for support.

Letting out a small sigh, you set your clipboard down and walk around Stella and over to Ellie’s side. “Alright, that’s it,” you say, placing a gentle hand on her lower back. “You’re going home right now, missy. Do you understand me?”

“I’m fucking fine,” the teenager insists through her gritted teeth. “They’re just fucking cramps. It’s not a big deal.”

“Ellie, look at you. You can hardly even stand up straight,” you tell her, the slightest hint of amusement lacing your tone. You give her back a soft, soothing rub, prompting her to exhale the breath she’d been holding. “I’m sorry, but I just can't let you work like this today. They’re clearly hurting you very badly.”

“I’ve never had cramps like this before,” Ellie admits to you. She feels the sensations in her pelvis subside and draws herself back up to her full height. Her gaze finds yours and she worriedly asks, “Do you think something’s wrong with me?”

You hum. “No, not necessarily. Symptoms of your cycle can differ from month to month. I wouldn’t be too alarmed, not unless you get awful cramps like these each time you get your cycle.” You peer at her in concern. You’d much rather step on a rusty nail barefoot than have to take Ellie to see Luke at the clinic, but if there was something going on, you would have no choice but to take her. “Be honest. Do they hurt you this bad every month?”

“No,” she replies, shaking her head. “Sometimes I don’t even get them at all.”

You let out a small sigh of relief. “Then I think you’re just having a little bad luck this month,” you state, patting her shoulder. “The best thing for you to do is go home, get off your feet and get some rest until they go away.”

Ellie frowns. “How can I even rest when it feels like someone’s fucking twisting my insides in their hands like they’re wringing out a wet mop?”

You can’t help but to chuckle a bit at her oddly specific, yet incredibly accurate analogy. As a woman, you understand just how bad the pain could be and you empathize with her. At least when you’d been her age, you had been in the QZ where you could use your ration cards for a pack of expired Midol. “Listen, I’ll tell you what—I have a few remedies up my sleeve that might help. Go on home and I’ll swing by in an hour once I get everything that I need. Do we have a deal?”

Ellie opens her mouth to protest, but another wave of pain causes her to yelp and double over again. “Alright, alright,” she chokes out. “We’ve got a deal. Just please fucking do something to help make this shit go away!”

Just like you had promised, an hour later, you find yourself knocking on Ellie and Joel’s front door. You’d made a couple of pit stops along the way, gathering the supplies that you needed into an old, floral printed canvas bag. 

“Peach?” Joel’s eyebrows shoot up in complete surprise when he opens the door and sees you standing there on his front porch in broad daylight. He takes a quick look around and lowers his voice when he speaks again. “Uh, not that I ain’t happy to see you darlin’, but what are you doin’ here?” The corners of his mouth pull down into a frown and a worried look flashes in his eyes as he looks over you, making sure you’re okay. “Somethin’ happen? Is everythin’ alright?”

You smile up at him softly.

By now, you’d just about gotten used to him and his overprotective nature. “I’m fine, Joel,” you assure him. “I’m actually here to see Ellie.”

He grimaces. “She ain’t feelin’ too good—”

“I know.” You hold up the tote bag in your hand. “That’s exactly why I’m here to see her.”

Joel seems to be a bit puzzled, but he steps aside and allows you into the house. As soon as he shuts the door behind you, he catches your wrist and gently pulls you towards him, swiftly stealing a quick little kiss from you. “Hi baby,” he greets in a quiet murmur against your lips. “S’kinda nice gettin’ a little sugar from you durin’ the daytime,” he jokes lightly before he steals another.

You giggle and playfully swat at his chest. “Cut it out, Joel. I’m here because I’m on a very important mission,” you inform him, taking a step backwards. “I sent Ellie home from the stables a little while ago and I told her I’d come by with a couple of things that might help make her feel better. Where is she?”

“She’s in here. Follow me,” Joel beckons to you with his hand as he leads you down the long hallway and into the living room. He gestured with a jut of chin to Ellie, who is sprawled out on the couch on her stomach, her small face buried into one of the cushions. “I took the afternoon off from patrol today. Didn’t want her to be home alone while she’s in so much pain but I’m useless. I don’t know what to do or what I can give her to make it stop hurtin’.”

“You’re not useless Joel—”

“No, he’s right. He’s pretty fucking useless,” Ellie mumbles miserably, her voice muffled by the couch cushion. 

You glance at Joel who tosses her an offended glare. “She doesn’t mean that, you know. She’s just in a lot of pain right now.” You touch his arm and offer him a small, sympathetic smile. “Do you mind if I borrow your kitchen for a few minutes to prepare what I brought?”

“‘Course not. C’mon, the kitchen's right across the way.” Taking advantage of the fact that Ellie’s face is still smushed into the couch, Joel takes your hand in his and starts leading you across the hallway into his kitchen. “What do you need, darlin’?”

“Do you have a tea kettle I can use?”

He shakes his head and drops your hand. “No, I don’t think we have one of those.”

“A normal pot will do, then,” you state, setting your bag down on the counter.

Joel nods and walks up beside you, opening one of the cabinets underneath the kitchen sink. He pulls out a dark blue pot and hands it to you. He watches as you fill it up with tap water from the kitchen faucet before carrying it over to the gas powered stove. After switching the stove on and getting a flame going, you set the pot down on top of it so the water could begin to warm up. You then reach into your bag and pull out a small plastic ziploc bag filled with loose tea leaves, dumping a few of them into the water before sealing the bag back up and setting it off to the side.

“What’s that?” he questions, curiously. 

“Raspberry leaf tea. It’s good for a lot of things, but it does wonders for menstrual cramps,” you explain briefly. You dig into your bag once more and pull out the handmade heating pad that you’d sewn together yourself a while back. Noticing that Joel’s standing right next to the old microwave on the opposite end of the counter, you toss it over in his direction, quickly warning him, “Joel, think fast.” 

He swiftly catches it in one of his hands. “The hell is this fuckin’ thing?”

You toss him a playful eye roll. “That’s a heating pad.”

Joel squeezes it between his fingers, making a face. “What’s in it?”

“Rice, flaxseed, and some lavender as well. It’ll help soothe her. Pop it into the microwave for a couple of minutes.”

He nods, doing as you’d instructed. “If you say so, peach.”

While the heating pad is warming up, you notice the water beginning to boil in the pot and start looking through his cabinets until you find a mug. You set it down and switch off the stove, asking him, “Do you have a hand strainer by any chance?”

“Yeah, think there’s one in that drawer right beside you.”

As you go about finishing preparing the tea, you feel Joel’s dark brown eyes glued to your back. Glancing over your shoulder, you meet his curious gaze and raise a questioning eyebrow at him. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothin’,” he replies, innocently. “Just can’t believe you’re doin’ all this for her.”

You laugh a little. “Of course—why wouldn’t I do this for Ellie?”

Joel says nothing. He can only smile at you.

“Okay,” you say as you finish pouring the tea through the strainer. You set the pot side and pick up the ceramic mug. “Grab the heating pad. Let’s go make little miss grumpy pants feel better.”

He chuckles and does as he is told, grabbing the heating pad out of the microwave before following you out of the kitchen and back into the living room.

“Okay, Ellie. I need you to sit up,” you announced, walking over to the couch. 

She groans dramatically, but obeys. “I swear, if you making this fucking stop, I will never in my life complain about mucking out stalls ever again.”

“Here.” You hold out the mug to her. “You’re going to drink this.”

Ellie makes a disgusted face. “Ugh. I fucking hate tea.”

You pin her with a stern look. “What do you hate more—tea or pain?”

“Fine. Give it here,” she grumbles, carefully taking the tea in her hands. She blows on it for a minute to cool it down, then takes a couple of reluctant sips. She lets out a little disgusted noise, but says nothing about it.

As she leans back against the couch, you take the heating pad from Joel’s hands and place it over her pelvis. 

Ellie groans out in relief. “Fuck, that feels incredible.”

You glance over at Joel, raising an eyebrow. “Eh? What did I tell you?”

“You’re amazin’,” he grins. 

“You’re amazing,” Ellie mimics, teasing him with a smirk.

Joel’s smile fades. “Well, that tells me she’s feelin’ better already,” he grumbles, shaking his head. 

You watch as she forces herself to drink the rest of her tea. Once she’s finished, you take the empty mug from her in one of your hands.

“Oh. I have one more thing that might help.” You reach into the breast pocket of your white blouse and produce a tiny, square shaped object wrapped in foil. “I know it always makes Dina feel better when she’s having a rough time with her monthly bill.”

Ellie unwraps it, her eyes going wide. “No way! Is this chocolate?” She eagerly bites into the corner of the piece, moaning. “Fuck, that’s so good.”

You pat her thigh. “Lay down and keep that heating pad on you. You’ll start to feel better in no time.”

“I already do,” she says, shooting you a grateful look. “Thanks.”

“Anytime, kid.” You smile and stand up, walking into the kitchen with the empty mug in hand.

Joel follows suit.

Setting the dish down into the sink, you gasp when you feel his arms wrap around you from behind. “Joel, Ellie is—”

“She ain’t gonna see,” he murmurs, pressing his lips against your neck. 

You turn around in his arms.

“Thank you,” he says sincerely, his eyes meeting yours. “For takin’ such good care of her. I don’t know what we’d do without you.”

Grinning, you tilt your head up for a kiss. 

You don’t know what you’d do without them either. 

[toxicanonymity]

Hi!! Pls point me in the right direction if there’s been a similar ask already, but I’m recently obsessed with raider and also started my period today :// so I’m wondering how Joel would treat sweet pea on her period? Does he think it’s gross, does he still touch her on her period, does he let her have painkillers if she asks nicely, etc? Do you imagine her not even getting her period at all anymore from stress or malnourishment? Just a random thought I had :)

Raider Joel if you got your period

900 words, raider!Joel x f!reader.

SUMMARY/WARNINGS: this is mostly headcanon/kinda fluff I guess but brief angst and smut (period sex, oral m receiving), talk of sterility. Featuring Carter!

A/N: yeah, she doesn't have her period, from malnourishment or general conditions, like you mentioned, so if she got it I think it'd be a surprise to both of them. If this gets canonized I'll let y'all know but rn I don't wanna deal with tracking a period lol.

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Early one morning, when the sun is still rising, Joel has an arm wrapped over you and his hand creeps between your legs. He pulls you back into him, and his fingers slip between your thighs. You’re even wetter than usual, making him press his arousal into you with a quiet growl, and then, he can’t resist, he brings his finger to his mouth. Before he can taste it, he smells the familiar copper and his heart skips a beat. This all happens really fast: He throws the covers off you and sees a dark blotch smeared from when he pulled you into him. He backs up and lets you down onto your back. He says your name urgently, shakes your shoulder and hovers his cheek over your mouth to feel your breath.

As you begin to wake up, he remembers about periods and feels bad for making a big deal of it if that’s what’s going on. He cups your face and breathes a sigh of relief, but he still has to ask, “Are you hurt?”

You begin to stir awake. "You okay?" He asks. As you gain consciousness you register his wet finger on your cheek and put your hand over it. You feel how wet you are and squirm, then when you turn over to face him, you look down to reach down for the sheet and you see blood. It startles you, too. Then you register the familiar ache in your abdomen, and you never thought you’d *want* cramps but for some reason it makes you emotional to have it back.

You reflexively apologize, “Sorry, I think it’s just. . .it must be back,” you whisper. “My cycle.”

“It’s okay, you’re okay, right?” His heart rate is still elevated but he’s starting to calm down.

“Yeah,” you nod. “I’m sorry, it’s been gone for so-”

“It’s okay, you’re okay.”

–

I think he’d do his best to take care of you but would need some guidance. He’d probably ask you what you need. As much of a big tough guy as he is he does take his role seriously in taking care of you so I imagine he’d run you a bath and tell you to wait there. Maybe he’d send Carter to try to find some pads lmao.

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Joel would jog down the hill to the stash house to get Carter. Joel would almost rather Carter just stay with you guys, but someone's still gotta keep an eye on things. Carter would still be waking up when Joel barges in asking for help. Carter's like, "easy, what's goin' on?"

"She's bleedin', I need you to-"

"What happened, is she okay??"

"No, yeah, she's got," Joel awkwardly gesticulate as he explains, "She's got her cycle"

"Her period?" Carter breathes a sigh of relief and chuckles. "made it sound like life or death, man. Ya know they're s'posed to get it every month right?"

"Can ya find her somethin'?"

“Joel, I dunno anything about-”

“Carter, please–can ya figure it out?”

Carter swallows and looks around. “Yeah. Sure, boss.”

(I guess this falls under "other duties as assigned" - taking down human scarecrows, finding menstrual products)

–

And yes, Joel has the drug connections and might offer you pills if you feel bad, or even if you don't. He might even try to help by washing the sheets while you're in the bath and Carter is out trying to find supplies.

–

Sexually, Joel has no aversion to your period. But maybe you’re still self conscious of the mess at first. He’s pounding you from behind, and you’ve just finished coming. He moans deeply as you squeeze him with an aftershock.

“Joel,” you look back at him.

He grunts and sighs as he buries his length in you, a mess spreading in his pubic hair and between your legs. He pants, “yeah sweet pea”

“Can i swallow it”

“Can ya —”

“Please?"

He sighs, wanting to slam into you and spill it already, but thinking, ok whatever. He pulls out, lays back on the bed, and you lick him clean before he cums and you swallow. Seeing you do it is such a turn-on, it might become a thing he wants you to do.

–

And then after, you suggest, “maybe I should swallow all the time from now on.”

His brow furrows “Why?”

“If I can get my period, i can probably get pregnant." It goes without saying neither of you would consider that a good things in this world.

“oh,” he mutters, then he’s pensive for a moment. “that ain’t gonna happen, sweet pea.”

“how do you know? are you ... fixed?”

He's short, but his tone is gentle. “yeah, it just ain’t gonna happen okay?” You feel bad for accidentally stumbling onto something from his past, but feel relieved at the revelation.

“okay,” you whisper as you put your head on his chest. “sorry.”

“’s'okay, baby. 's'a good thing, ain't it."

"Yeah," you sigh. "really good."

—

We don't know exactly why she doesn't have it, either malnourishment and/or stress conditions could be viable, I've tended to HC malnutrition but if she were to get it, maybe that'd be a sign of kind of settling into a (relative to the situation) normal-ish life there. At least she started picking dandelion leaves and stuff and foraging for mushrooms, and maybe they found some produce like with the apples and pumpkins HC.

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he's snipped that's why he can't

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Thank you so much for reading! ❤️

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Sigma comforting you during your period. ♡

Short! self indulgent... shocking. Not edited /proofread. Reader has a menstrual cycle, reader is GN. Established relationship. WC 250-ish. I was so tempted to use she/they on sigma but i stopped mysrlf. THISIS SO BAD IMSORRY

Sigma, who was a little confused when you left the Casino earlier than you usually do. You were always demanding to stay with him at the Casino until nightfall, so why were you leaving so early? The sun hadn't even started to set!

The next day, he cornered you in his office, worried he had done something wrong!

"Love, darling!! Did I do something? Why'd you leave so earlier yesterday?" He genuinely seemed anxious, his voice squeaky.

When you explain to him that you're on your period, he exhales with relief, before blinking and stiffening back up again. "Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped!" He says, clasping his hands over your own.

And, that's how you got in the currect predicament. Stuck in one of the best rooms of the Casino, in bed, with Sigma beside you, cuddling into your side.

He was holding a heating pad on your lower abdomen, kneeding your skin, like a cat kneeding biscuits. He had basically forced the menstrual relief pills down your throat, and had basically dragged you to the bed.

He sits there with you until, you either pass out, or you need to piss. He follows you like a cat to the bathroom, not wanting you to strain yourself.

The next day, if you're still cramping as bad, he stays in the bedroom with you all day, kissing and cuddling w you... <3

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

[powergummies12]

Ways to Get Rid of Period Pain & Cramps

Period cramps hamper all your work and make your mood worse. In order to get rid of this pain, the above-given period pain relief tips would be effective. Also, it’s important to consume the best foods that can be helpful in having regular and less painful periods.

[lokisprettygirl]

Utopia (Modern! Daemon Targaryen x female reader) (Non Canon AU) (18+)

Read chapter 2 here // Series Masterlist

Chapter 3

Summary: Survival on your own becomes difficult but at least you're not alone.

Warning: 18+ death and destruction that comes from a ship wreckage, smut, sex, menstrual sex, unprotected sex. Some inconsistency with ship sinking, i researched as much as I could

Three weeks, it has been three weeks since you had been stranded on that forsaken island with Daemon and no rescue has come looking for you two. You were marking everyday by scribbling the numbers with stones. Each morning you awoke with a deep sense of dread, hoping with all your heart that this nightmare would finally end.

Looking after yourselves on the island wasn't easy, as you were constantly fighting for survival. Both of you were barely surviving on eating fruits in the day and occasional fish that Daemon managed to catch, which was never enough to fulfill your hunger for the night.

Things seemed to just get worse everyday. On the 4th day Daemon had suggested that you two needed to take care of personal hygiene, like brushing your teeths and bathing. This wasn't the type of conversation you wanted to have with the guy you had a huge crush on but you were both emptying your bowels in the woods while the other one remained a few feet away to safeguard so the shame was the first thing to get swept up in the waters.

Your hair was starting to get matted and you feared you'd have to cut it all off if by chance you'd end up getting rescued. If you'd end up getting rescued.

However you had watched a nature documentary where the man suggested using mango tree barks as dental twigs, sure it didn't do the best job but it did something to keep your teeth and mouths clean.

All of those things were terrifying of course but none of it seemed as horrible as what you were about to go through soon. You were close to the beginning of your menstrual cycle, it was one less thing Daemon didn't have to worry about you thought.

Within the first two days on the island, you and Daemon made the difficult decision to remove the clothing of the people who had perished, it felt disrespectful sure but you both needed it, you washed those clothes in the sea water to get rid of blood as much as you could and you were saving some of it for the hell week, bleeding wasn't your concern though, it was the deathly cramps you were about to suffer.

“Here..eat it” Daemon handed you a banana before he sat down next to you. They had ripened. You looked at the blue shirt he was wearing today as it was from one of the bodies. His hair was all messed up, same as yours, and he had grown a thick stubble which actually made him look really rugged. As your eyes met, you realized that despite the grueling circumstances, you had somehow maintained a sense of normalcy, a familiar comfort in the midst of chaos.

On the 12th day he got one of his migraine attacks and there was nothing to soothe him from the pain and sensory overload.

Well that was one thing you thought you didn't have to worry about.

At night while he was wailing in pain you took him near the sea and soaked a piece of cloth in the cold water to put it over his head order to bring him some relief, then you caressed his head until he had fallen asleep, once he was asleep you stepped a few feet away from him but stayed close enough where you could see him. And then you cried, you cried and cried until you weren't able to cry anymore, you were beginning to lose hope everyday, the tears were streaming down your face as you acknowledged the bleakness of your situation. The realization of the harsh reality of the island and the possibility that rescue will never come weighed heavily on your heart.

Despite continuously scanning the skies for the past three weeks, neither of you had spotted even the slightest hint of a helicopter. In a desperate attempt to attract attention, you had gathered large rocks to form the word “HELP” on the beach. However, the days passed by without a single rescue mission. You had a feeling that they weren't even looking for you. Perhaps they thought both of you had succumbed to death like the other passengers.

“Oh god it's happening” you grabbed your stomach as you felt the first churn and you felt the blood dribbling down so you quickly got up and ran towards the shack to get the cloth. Daemon sighed as he realized you were going to be in additional pain today, this hasn't been easy for you two. After all, nobody truly prepares you for a situation like this where you are at the mercy of nature on a remote island, stripped of all your comforts and basic necessities.

When you came back after a few minutes, it was turning dark already so Daemon had got the fire ready and also prepared the bed of leaves for you so you immediately laid down on it.

“What can I do darling” he asked you softly as he caressed your head so you groaned in response.

“Take my uterus” he couldn't help but chuckle in amusement. In an attempt to alleviate your suffering, he heated a coconut shell over the fire and wrapped it in a piece of cloth before placing it gently on your belly. The gesture would have made you bawl your eyes out if you weren't already crying from the pain. You always felt as if your pain was on the number ten but you knew most women felt that way.

“God i wanna die..I wanna die daemon..i am done..i can't ..I can't..just kill me I'm done” you began to cry profusely so he laid down next to you and wrapped his arms around you.

“You're not going to die my brave girl..I'll get you through this alright” his tone was gentle and reassuring.

“It hurts so bad ..”

“I know..i know” he really wished he could have eased your pain somehow and then he remembered something.

“Ummmm may I offer a suggestion?” he pulled away to look at you, your cheek was soaked with tears.

“Don't suggest sex, we can't have sex” you mumbled between your cries so he smiled.

“I almost forgot you are off pills”

You hummed in agreement as he said that. You didn't want to have sex with him to prevent yourself from falling in love with him, the thought of the pills hadn't even crossed your mind “I can still do something” he mumbled as he scooted closer to you so you scooted away.

“What are you doing?” You asked him so he wrapped his arm around your waist, his fingers gently caressed circles on your skin.

“Just trying to help” he mumbled softly as he kissed your forehead, even though his mind was racing and he really wanted to kiss you, he went with his better judgment and refrained.

In the last three weeks both of you had seen each other be at your worsts, physically and mentally, and the old Daemon that had never suffered through such a turmoil, for him perhaps seeing a woman stripped down to her primal nature in every possible way might not have evoked such emotions but this new Daemon that had suffered and was lucky enough to have this gorgeous brave woman by his side on this journey, he only found himself being more drawn towards you every passing day.

Lily still crossed his mind every damn day, he was still in love with her but a part of him resented her as well because he couldn't get over that part where their lives were in imminent danger and she didn't look for him.

“Daemon” you whispered as he unbuttoned your pants and his hand slipped inside, at first he slowly rubbed his fingers over your clothed mound and the gesture was enough to make you feel aroused.

Even amidst the excruciating pain you couldn't deny how attracted you were to him, the beard was awakening something in you and you weren't ready for it. You clenched your thighs around his hand to feel the pressure because the underwear and the cloth you were using as a pad was hindering the sensation from building.

Tears rolled down your eyes as you still felt the pain but he was definitely distracting you as well as he could, you weren't even sure if the orgasm was going to help but you really needed the distraction.

He leaned down to kiss your cheek and it made your breath hitch in your chest.

“Can I touch you without the barrier?” He whispered in your ear so you nodded, at this point you were done being civil about it, it's not as if he hadn't fucked you once already during your periods.

He brought his other hand over your head and caressed your scalp while his fingers slipped into your underwear, you gasped as he used his index and middle fingers to rub across the insides of your labia, thumb played with your clit simultaneously, your breath quickened and fingers clenched around his biceps as the sensation began to build slowly.

"Have you done this before?’ you asked him but your voice came out in breathless whispers which immediately rushed the blood to his cock, it's been three weeks of no release for him as we. He didn't remember going this long without a sexual release ever since he had turned thirteen.

“Mmmm i have pleasured women before darling” he mumbled softly and you gasped as his middle finger slipped inside you. Curling his digit inside he looked for your sweet spot, his long slender fingers were one of the reasons he was so good at pleasing women using just his hands.

“No I mean like this” you murmured softly so he shook his head,

“No..i had sex with lily while she bled but she never allowed me to touch her with my fingers”

“Ohhh okay” you whispered and your nails dug into his skin as his digit brushed over that spot that made you see millions of stars on a very clear night.

“Is it weird?” you asked him as you moaned so he leaned down to kiss your neck,

“Mmmhm but I like it.. I like weird, i like touching you like this when you're going through something so natural”

His thumb played with your clit while he pumped two fingers in and out, didn't take you long enough to cum around him, it has been three weeks since you had touched yourself..

He had left you gasping and shaking with that orgasm. Much to your shock and relief the cramp had subsided, it was still there but the pain had gone down from ten to five almost immediately.

“Thank you..thank you so much” you mumbled softly as you caressed his cheek so he leaned down to kiss your forehead and pulled his hand out of you to go wash them off the blood. When he came back you noticed the clear bulge in his pants, you were hoping things won't get weird between you two now, he was still hung up on Lily and you had learned that important lesson the last time.

You really had learned your lesson but he had done something nice for you, something sweet and thoughtful and–

“Do you want me to touch you?” You whispered in his ear as he laid down next to you so he turned his head to look at you. You had helped him go through the migraine attack he has suffered so he really just wanted to help you the same.

“Didn't do it for the exchange” he turned his body towards you as he propped himself on his elbow so you wrapped hand around his neck to caress his nap, you both had been cuddling each other for warmth since you got here so the position didn't really seem foreign.

“I know…I just..you must need it too”

He sucked in a breath as your hand slipped down and you didn't waste a second before you pulled him out of the confinement of his pants, he was hard and leaking as you had assumed.

You brought your hand up and looked at him confidently,

“Spit”

The way you said the word made him feel weak in the knees, there was no room for argument or discussion anymore nor did he want it. He grabbed your palm and brought it closer to his mouth to dribble down his spit which you used as a lube to stroke him slowly.

Perhaps you'd have never done this in your normal life, you never would have felt so bold and confident but here on this island, far away from the civilization, there were no rules for any of you. In nature you found yourself to be an extension of it.

“That feel okay?” You mumbled softly as you pumped his cock up and down slowly and all he could respond with was a moan and the clenching of his jaw. It felt more than okay, it felt amazing. His mouth kept opening as the pleasure built slowly, he looked like a fish out of water as you increased the pace ever so slowly.

Shallow breaths heated up quickly as he was driven to the edge just from a few strokes of your skilled hand, he never imagined you had it in you, when he met you for the first time for some reason he thought of you as a sweet, shy prudish girl but you kept surprising him with your actions.

Loud grunt spilled from his throat as he came, his cum splattered all between you two but you didn't mind it at all, you didn't care.

He panted heavily as he tried to recover from the mind numbing orgasm, for a moment he had forgotten where he was, for a moment he just felt as if he was on a beach fooling around with a beautiful girl, you had made him escape his mind and he was afraid he'd get addicted to that feeling.

No words were spoken as you cleaned yourselves with the sea water but there was no awkwardness whatsoever between you two either, once you both returned you took your usual spot on the leaves.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” You mumbled so he hummed in response.

“Why did you and Lily break up?” he sighed as he heard her name.

“Long story short, we had been together for a long time, we were eighteen when we first met, a few years into the relationship we broke up a few times when it got difficult but found our way back to each other every time..this time around was going to be the same”

Doesn't this negate the whole purpose of a relationship you wondered, aren't you supposed to ride through the hard times together?

“Doesn't it bother you? Letting go of the girl you love?” confusion was visible in your voice, you didn't want to judge their relationship but it just didn't feel right.

“It does but I figured it would be better than losing her completely”

“Hmmmmmm”

“Are you feeling better?” He asked you so you nodded before you turned on your side and closed your eyes.

That night you woke up to a huge spider crawling on your body which immediately made you jump and scream from the top of your lungs, Daemon had no idea whether the spider was poisonous or not so he just grabbed a huge block of rock to end it's life which you weren't really proud of, the island was their home and you two were the ones intruding.

There was a spider bite on your leg which made him worry, he asked you if you were feeling okay and you just nodded in response, the bit mark stung but you felt fine. However Daemon didn't go to sleep that night, he was watching you like a hawk, fearing that you'd die and leave him all alone here.

The next morning when you woke up he hugged you as warmly as he could before you two got on with your day.

The mornings somehow seemed shorter than the nights and everyday when you woke up, daemon took you into the woods to grab freshwater from the river, in four weeks you had encountered snakes, countless of bugs and spiders, he had suggested to eat snakes when he wasn't able to catch a fish but you preferred to starve and die than put a snake in your mouth.

His will to survive was stronger than yours, he had people he wanted to go back to and you had family as well but everyday was making you more and more hopeless, you weren't as strong as him. You kept thinking about your next menstrual cycle arriving and the thought made you shudder, something would eventually kill you and you knew that.

“Why are you so quiet?” He asked you as he sat down next to you, you were halfway into the sea water so he joined you.

“I am losing hope daemon, i know you don't want to hear that but I am losing hope and my sanity everyday”

You hadn't seen any helicopter flying over you yet and you didn't think you were going to either.

“You're not alone in feeling this way okay?” He mumbled as he wrapped his arms around you, both of you had lost a considerable amount of weight in the past two months which was given as you were somehow surviving on fruits and occasional fish but your appetite had decreased as well.

“What will we do if they never come?” your eyes welled up as you questioned him.

“Then we will be here, just like this, we will make a home here and survive as long as we can.. I'll build a house for you from the scratch if I have to”

The moment he said that you broke down and hugged him as tightly as you could. That's when he cupped your cheeks between his palms and kissed you briefly before he pulled away to look at you, then he leaned into you to kiss you deeply this time, the last time you had kissed him was when you had sex on that drunken night.

However you didn't have time to even relish the kiss or think about what it meant to any of you because you heard it, you heard the loud sound of a helicopter whirling in the sky. Daemon jumped up, frantically waving his arms about, trying to signal the helicopter. His actions were desperate and urgent. You wished you had stayed awake for the moment where they came to rescue you both but the relief and shock pushed your already weak body over the edge and you passed out immediately.

However when your eyes flutter open next you were all alone on the beach and Daemon wasn't there. He was gone.

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[coven-of-genesis]

Benefits of herbal teas

Herbal teas offer a range of benefits depending on the specific herbs used.

Here are some common benefits associated with herbal teas:

Hydration: Herbal teas, like any other type of tea, provide hydration to the body. Staying properly hydrated is essential for overall health and well-being.

Antioxidant properties: Many herbal teas contain antioxidants that help protect the body against free radicals, which can contribute to aging and various diseases. Antioxidants support cellular health and strengthen the immune system.

Digestive support: Certain herbal teas, such as peppermint, ginger, and fennel, can aid digestion, relieve bloating, and soothe an upset stomach. They may help alleviate symptoms of indigestion and promote a healthy digestive system.

Calming and stress relief: Several herbal teas, including chamomile, lavender, and lemon balm, have calming properties that can help reduce stress, anxiety, and promote relaxation. They can be a soothing beverage to enjoy before bed or during stressful moments.

Sleep aid: Some herbal teas, like chamomile and valerian root, are known for their sleep-enhancing properties. They can help relax the body and mind, making it easier to fall asleep and improve sleep quality.

Immune support: Certain herbs, such as echinacea, elderberry, and rosehip, found in herbal teas, can support the immune system and help prevent or alleviate symptoms of the common cold or flu.

Herbal remedies: Traditional herbal teas have been used for centuries as natural remedies for various ailments. For example, ginger tea is known for its anti-inflammatory properties and may help alleviate nausea and menstrual cramps.

It's important to note that while herbal teas can provide benefits, they should not replace medical advice or treatment.

If you have specific health concerns, it's best to consult with a healthcare professional for personalized guidance.

[philistiniphagottini]

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HAII!! I'd like to request reader getting pampered by their yami during some abnormally painful period pain!! > <

take care xx mwamwa ^ ^

Hello again friend! As someone who suffers from really bad menstrual cramps, I understand the need to be pampered by your faves. Hope you like this little piece, and take care xoxo

cw. period pain, fluff

You were incapacitated. Buried amidst a sea of blankets, wrapped in a cocoon of stifling heat as you were slowly compressed into your mattress like a panini. Warm and toasty. Just the way you wanted to be as it felt like something was sticking a hot iron prod in your gut and slowly twisting it. You were curled into a protective ball, knees clutched to your chest and breathing haggard as you did your best to endure the seemingly unending pain ripping through your belly like a thousand razors. You were in so much pain it felt like tears were going to start falling down your cheeks. The pain meds had yet to kick and you were counting the seconds until you could start feeling the effects and obtain even just a tiny droplet of sweet, sweet relief from this unending torture of your menstrual cycle.

You stirred in your nest of blankets and pillows when you heard your bedroom door creak open, followed by heavy footsteps. Your ears perked up as you moved beneath your mass of weighted blankets. At last, your saviour had returned. Yami had been kind enough to spend the day with you, arriving at your house in the early hours of the morning when you texted him about your plight. He had been so kind and patient with you while you struggled through what you thought was one of the worst periods you had ever suffered in your existence. Whatever you asked for, he did without hesitation.

"I filled the hot water bottle like you asked" Yami said, voice gently piercing through the thick layers of sheets.

He placed his hand gently on top of your blankets, eyes scanning for an opening in the blankets to offer you what you needed. He pat his hand along the large mass of fluffy blankets as you stirred once more, slowly shifting and wriggling until you managed to worm your arm out of your fortress of solitude. You wriggled your fingers to gain his attention, offering out your hand for the item you so desperately needed. Once your fingers curled around the neck of the hot water bottle, your arm immediately retreated back into your nest to be buried with the rest of you. You shoved the water bottle down your shirt and placed it against your stomach, a pained groan of relief rumbling in your chest as the heat touched your sore belly. It was a temporary relief but it made the pain just that little bit more bearable.

"Thank you" you mumbled.

A soft sigh of air breezed past Yami’s lips and you could hear the smile in his voice as his hand continued to rub along the blankets.

"You are welcome."

The mattress abruptly dipped when you felt Yami sit beside you, the springs creaking in protest from his sudden weight. The pain in your stomach continued to ebb and flow, the sudden spikes of pain now coming in waves as you cuddled further into the warmth of your hot water bottle as it worked to soothe your cramps.

"Are you hungry?" Yami asked.

"No."

"Do you want something to drink?"

"No."

You groaned softly when your nest was disturbed, layers of blankets peeled back until your face was revealed. You had to squint against the onslaught of your bedroom light flooding your vision. The strain in your eyes was lessened when Yami leaned closer, engulfing your face in his shadow as he hovered ever closer. His fingers ghosted over your skin, touch featherlight as he brushed wisps of your hair out of your eyes. You could see the concern tinting his bright eyes as he gazed down at you and his obvious care for you made your chest feel right.

"I’ll be alright" you said. "I’m not dying."

Although, it sure felt like you were. You little poke at humour made the corners of his mouth twitch as he gave you a fond smile.

"Can I do anything?" he inquired.

You shook your head. "You’ve done enough."

"Are you sure."

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes a little. Yami cared so much for his loved ones that it could sometimes be just that little overbearing.

"If you want something to do, you can cuddle me" you suggested.

Yami’s eyes scanned your nest of blankets and pillows. He was a little hesitant to be assimilated into the mass. Because once he was engulfed by your warm embrace, he silently feared that he wouldn’t want to leave.

"Come on" you gently encouraged. "I promise I won’t bite~"

A soft sigh fell from his parted lips before he leaned down and brushed his soft lips against your forehead.

"Scoot over."

You did as he said and wriggled away just a tiny fraction, allowing Yami to peel back the layers of blankets. He decided to stay sitting up in case he needed to get you something else, his back hitting a pile of feathery pillows as he slipped under the blankets with you. Once he settled, your arms immediately snatched his waist, coiling around his slender figure as your head fell in his lap. A contented noise stirred in your throat as he placed his hand on top of your head, fingertips curling around soft locks of your hair as he gently massaged his fingers against the back of your scalp.

You were settled for the moment, snuggled up in your boyfriend’s comforting embrace and listening to his soft, buttery voice talk about card games and his friends as you slowly drifted off into a comfortable dream.  

[midnight-glasses]

| How does Shin take care of his S/O with menstrual cramps?

This is going to be a short headcanon. University classes are about to start, and I just don't have the time to manage my two profiles. Please appreciate this; I'm going to be gone for a while!

“Despite his sadistic and narcissistic personality, when it comes to his S/O suffering from menstrual cramps, Shin shows a more caring and protective side. He may try to act cold and aloof but secretly cares about them. Shin would probably bring soothing teas or pain-relieving medicine and try to distract her with some activity that helps her relax. Though he may not admit it, S/O is special to him, and he would do his best to ease her discomfort during this difficult time.”

Shin finds himself completely inexperienced and unaware of “women's matters”, including menstruation. Growing up in a male-dominated environment and having little interaction with women, this aspect of life remained foreign to him. This lack of exposure and knowledge leaves Shin feeling uncertain about it.

At first, Shin's reaction to his S/O's period might be one of confusion and concern. Not fully comprehending the natural cycle, he may mistakenly associate their discomfort with illness or injury.

Shin will feel a strange mixture of satisfaction and concern. On the one hand, he appreciates seeing her in discomfort, but on the other hand, he is intrigued and uncomfortable by this vulnerability in someone so close to him.

As a proud character, Shin may find it difficult to ask for help, but he would put his ego aside and learn to ask his S/O what they need during their period. He would actively seek to understand their needs and preferences, even if it's outside his comfort zone while not in the most orthodox of ways, he is quite crude in his approach.

Although reluctant to show affection, he may try to distract her with games or challenges to help her temporarily forget the pain. He will likely use this opportunity to have fun at her expense, but he might also be surprised at how much he wants to see her smile and feel better.

Shin might become overprotective during his S/O's period, going out of his way to ensure they have everything they need. He might even prepare special meals with ingredients believed to alleviate cramps or make their favorite comfort foods, unfortunately he is not good in the kitchen

He would set aside his playful pranks and teasing during their menstrual cycle. He would become surprisingly gentle, offering massages or simply being there to support and listen to them.

If Shin's research leads him to the understanding that exercise can alleviate cramps, he might suggest going for walks or doing light exercises together to help his S/O feel better.

If your S/O prefers the company of animals, Shin will provide assistance by staying in his wolf form, he can snuggle next to the S/O offering warmth and comfort in his fur.

He may even challenge himself to be more helpful and present during these sensitive times, even if it goes against his cruel nature. He might be confused with himself for caring so much about her well-being.

At certain times, when she is in great pain, he may allow her to rest in his lap while he soothes her with gentle touches, though he always denies it's out of concern, insisting it's just to relieve her own boredom.

In a moment of vulnerability, Shin could confess that he has also experienced similar pains in the past, but he would never admit it openly. He can open up about his own experiences of pain and how he dealt with them to show that he, too, has faced challenges and that he can understand the S/O as well.

Shin might engage in light-hearted distractions or entertainment to help his S/O take their mind off the discomfort. Whether it's playing games, or engaging in hobbies together, he would do what he can to provide a sense of relief.

In his more selfish moments, he may even try to use the situation to manipulate you or get something he wants, relying on your concern and temporary compassion.

As time passes, Shin may begin to develop an odd form of caregiving, making sure she is eating well and getting enough rest during this time.

He may pretend to be busy with his own affairs, but will secretly be paying attention to S/O to make sure she doesn't need help.

In some rarer and more unexpected moments, Shin might surprise her by showing up with a cup of hot tea to help ease her aches and pains. He'll probably tell you that it was just a fluke and that he shouldn't get his hopes up, but your S/O might notice a slight blush on his cheeks, revealing that he cares more than he'd like to admit.

Deep down, Shin will try to resist this more caring and gentler side, but as time goes on, he may start to admit, just to himself, that he truly cares for her and that his heart is opening up to feelings he has. never imagined feeling.

On the other hand, during the days when the cramps are more intense, Shin may feel frustrated at not being able to control or eliminate his S/O's suffering. He may withdraw emotionally, believing that his presence will only make matters worse.

Lastly, as someone who appreciates challenges, Shin would view helping his S/O during their period as a personal challenge to be the best partner he can be, perhaps even better than his older brother Carla.

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[unreasonablebanshee]

Another weird prompt from me.

Angel is intersex and he happens to have a menstrual cycle. He hates it, it's annoying and Val is always pissy when Angel's on the rag.

Angel's period lands on his week off by sheer chance and he's so grateful for that. What he isn't grateful for? Cramps. But the thing about menstrual cramps is that sex is said to give some relief from them. Angel isn't sure if this is true, simply because sex has always been painful for him because Val makes sure of it.

Enter Alastor, who is a sex positive ace. He usually rebuffs Angel's advances, mostly because Angel isn't serious and it's just their way of bantering. But when Angel comes to him seriously and asks for relief in this way, Alastor doesn't reject him. He isn't in the mood for actual, full on sex but he *is* a cannibal and menstruation means blood. He's perfectly happy to let his tongue do all the work if Angel is amenable.

And Angel is amenable. So very amenable. And so begins an entire week of the absolute best, most amazing cunnilingus Angel has ever experienced.