#First period

[artistsfuneral]

Ciri: I think I'm starting my period.

The witchers, aghast:

Jaskier, who grew up with sisters: I've been trained for this moment my entire life. I got this.

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

can you do an Aaron hotchner x teen!daughter reader where the reader is about 16 or so and she gets her period at school and has nothing and she’s anxious to call Aaron (this is a few years after Hayley’s death so reader has no mom) but being the great dad he is he helps her out and pampers her for the rest of the day.

Aaron Hotchner x Teen Daughter Reader

Request:

can you do an Aaron hotchner x teen!daughter reader where the reader is about 14 or so and she gets her period at school and has nothing and she’s anxious to call Aaron (this is a few years after Hayley’s death so reader has no mom) but being the great dad he is he helps her out and pampers her for the rest of the day.

Third person pov...

It was just like any other day at school for 14-year-old Y/N Hotchner. She sat in her math class, trying her best to pay attention to the lesson, but her mind kept wandering off.

She couldn't shake off the sudden discomfort she was feeling in her lower abdomen. It was a new feeling for her and she was starting to feel anxious.

Then she rememberd this morning, Y/N Hotchner woke up feeling shitty, the 14 year old jsut wanted to lay in bed all day and not move, but eventually her Dad forced her to go to school.

The teenager knew exactly what was going on - she was getting her period. She had been dreading this day for a while now, knowing that she would have to face it alone without her mother.

It had been a few years since her mother, Hayley, had passed away, and Y/N still missed her terribly. She wished her mother was here to guide her through this new experience.

As the class finally ended, Y/N made a quick escape to the bathroom, hoping to find some relief. She rummaged through her backpack, hoping to find a pad or tampon.

But to her horror, she realized she had nothing. No pads, no tampons, not even a spare piece of paper.

Panic set in as Y/N mind raced with thoughts of how she was going to make it through the rest of the day.

She couldn't focus on her classes, and she was afraid to ask a teacher or a friend for help. She felt completely alone and helpless.

She couldn't believe she had forgotten to pack them in her bag. She didn't know who to turn to. She couldn't call her father, Aaron, at work and she didn't have any close friends at school.

Feeling embarrassed and alone, Y/N decided to call her father anyway. She took a deep breath and dialed his number. As the phone rang, her heart raced, and she prayed that he would answer.

"Hey, N/N" Aaron's voice came through, the young girl forced herself not to cry as she spoke, she knew he could sense the concern in his tone.

"Dad, it's me" the H/C teen said, trying to keep her voice steady.

"Is everything okay?" Aaron asked, sensing the worry in his daughter's voice.

It was just a normal morning once his children left home he was at work, The team was busy working on their latest case and wrting uo whay happend

Aaron was absorbed in reviewing the evidence, when his phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was his daughter.

Who he had complete custody of after his wife her mother, Haley, had passed away a few years ago.

Aaron's heart skipped a beat, as he immediately answered the call, worried that something had happened to his daughter.

'Hey, sweetheart, is everything alright?' he asked, his voice filled with concern.

'Dad, I- I have a problem,' his daughter, who was now 14, said nervously.

Aaron's mind immediately went into overdrive, thinking of the worst possible scenarios. 'What is it? Are you hurt? Do I need to come pick you up?'

'I got my period at school, and I don't have anything with me. Can you please pick me up" his daughter explained, her voice shaking with embarrassment.

Aaron was momentarily taken aback by his daughter's confession. He had never expected to be having this conversation with her at such a young age, but he knew he had to be there for her.

"Okay swetie, dont worry im on my way, see you soon" He quickly reassured her and told her that he would be there to pick her up from school.

Aaron let out a sigh of relief, knowing that it was just a natural and normal part of growing up.

'Thank you, Dad,' his daughter said, the relief evident in her voice.

Aaron quickly wrapped things up at work and rushed to his daughter's school.

When he arrived at the school, his daughter was waiting for him at the entrance. She was relieved to see her father's familiar face, and she could feel the tension dissipating.

As soon as she saw him walking into the school, Y/N couldn't hold back her tears. She ran into his arms, feeling safe and loved. Aaron held her close, soothing her with his familiar embrace.

"Dad, I'm so sorry. I didn't know who else to turn to" Y/N apologized as they walked to the car.

"Don't apologize, sweetheart. I am always here for you, no matter what" Aaron said, placing a comforting arm around his daughter.

As they drove back home, Aaron could sense how uncomfortable Y/N was feeling.

He tried to lighten the mood by joking about awkward first period stories from his own teenage years, thought Y/N still felt awkward.

Once they got home Aaron handed his daughter a plastic bag filled with products for her, Thanking him she ran upstairs to change and finally be comfortable.

When she came back down she found her dad sitting in the sofa. "Thanks dad" she tells the man crawling into the sofa next to him.

Aaron smiles at his daughter and hugs her tightly. "It was no problem Sweetie ill always be there if you need me" he tells the teen making her smile.

The awkwardness of the situation finally over. Aaron made his daughter a cup of hot chocolate and let her relax in the living room. He could see how tired and drained she was from the day's events, and he wanted to make sure she felt pampered and taken care of.

He brought her a warm blanket and put on her favorite movie, letting her lay on the couch and rest. Throughout the day, he made sure to check on her and bring her anything she needed. He even surprised her with her favorite takeout for dinner, knowing that she probably didn't feel like cooking.

Despite the embarrassment and discomfort, Aaron's daughter felt grateful for her dad's presence and care. She knew that she could count on him no matter what, and that made all the difference in the world.

As she lay in bed that night, she smiled to herself, feeling lucky to have a dad who not only supported her but also knew exactly how to take care of her. From that day on, she knew that she could always count on him, no matter what life threw her way.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot! 4th one today wow I'm on a roll, sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1200

[mymelodymia]

first period with dad!Tony?

Sorry I know it's kind of a weird topic I just thought it would be a funny and awkward situation haha 😄

First period Dad!Tony stark x tween!daughter!reader

summary: you get your first period......oof

Warnings: mainly everything involved in periods

A/N: this is gonna be so awkward to write oh my god 😆

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You were extremely close to your first period, but you and tony did not notice this. Pepper definitely did.

she watched as you spent more time in your room. how your emotions could turn around so fast. She noticed the mood swings, and soon, the cravings kicked in. And tony being tony he did not notice all of this, and neither did you.

One day at school, you suddenly felt wet down there. You asked to go to the restroom, and you were greeted with a pool of blood in your underwear.

You gasped in shock, looking around frantically in search for something to help in the small stall. You only found the toilet paper as an option. So you rolled it up quickly and stuffed it in there.

You uncomfortably walked back to your class, blushing in Embarrassment, you sat down and zoned out quickly.

When tony came to pick you up, he noticed your uneasiness, and asked about it, "whats wrong kid?" He asked, wrapping his hand around yours for comfort. "....i got my p-period" you replied, not taking your eyes off the window.

"Oh......ill call pep to come help you when we get home, dont worry, she'll take care of it" the rest of the car ride home was silent.

As you got home you walked into the bathroom waiting for your mother to come, given that you sent her a text saying 'hey, i need you. Its an emergency'

She ran in as fast as she could, in a frenzy she panted out the words "what happened" she asked leaning on the counter.

"I...umm...got my period." You were extremely embarrassed and couldn't even look her in the eye. She simply laughed and walked out, returning a few minutes later as she got back from the store.

She had a few boxes of pads, some wipes, and a few other things as well.

You thanked her as she helped you through all of it. You sat in your bed for a while before tony came bursting into your bedroom, with lots of cookies, chips, snacks in general.

He also had a heating pad for cramps. And he had gotten you ice cream ❤️

You ate them up in the few days of this dreadful week. But luckily it was over quickly for you since you mainly slept through it.

Once your period fell into a track, he had Jarvis set a alarm ⏰️ so if you had a mood swing, he'd ask Jarvis like "hey J, is it....you know"

"Deadly week sir?........yes"

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A/N: im sorry, my writing has been really far behind 😔

Tags

@animealways // @white-wolf-buckaroo // @tonystark-au // @zebralover // @carellmcu //

[creative-caramel-coffee]

A Disastrous First.

Pairings: Wanda x nat x R (platonic)

Word count: 4.6K

Summary: Reader is on a mission with the team and it’s the morning before they leave to go into the bush for a bunch of days to camp to stakeout a base and reader gets her first period. Bad timing.

TW: periods (idk if that needs a warning lol), blood, vomiting, exhaustion, cramps, embarrassment, swearing (very little tho)

A/n this is based partly off personal experience lol

“So are there any questions before we leave?” Steve asked. A chorus of mumbled no’s came from the group and Steve clapped his hands. “Alright everyone go to the bathroom and then we’ll head off. The campsite has already been setup.” He continued to talk but your weren’t really paying any attention. You felt odd.

After the meeting ended you stood and followed the team out of the room. Everyone went back to their rooms to finished packing and go to the bathroom before getting on the jet. Fury would be coming with to pilot the jet back to the compound as it drew too much attention for a week long stakeout in the woods.

Hydra had a new covert based and Steve posed all the avengers come with the camp out in the woods. It really only needed about two people for the mission but Steve insisted after all it had a been a long time since the group did anything as a team.

You finished packing a bag with basic supplies. You were the youngest on the team. About half a year younger than peter who was fifteen which left you at fourteen and a half. After all the team couldn’t not accept you after your past. Hydra had given you powers that couldn’t be ignored. Fire and magic made it hard to fit in at times but after you met Wanda you grew better control over them. Not as good as her yet but still impressive. She had much more time spent training hers than you.

You set the duffel bag on the edge of the bed and walked to the bathroom.

“Shit.” You swore. Internally panicking. You knew you were a bit late and most of the other girls in your year had gotten their first periods but you hadn’t expected it now. You had no supplies, and you were about to leave. You got lost in your own mind. Could you ask Wanda? A knock came from your bedroom door.

“Y/n? Steve needs us all at the jet now he sent me to get you.” Nat called through the door.

Dammit. You folded some toilet paper and placed it in your underwear. You could ask Wanda once you get to the camp ground.

“Y/n?” Nat called again.

“Coming.” You said. Quickly you washed you hands and finished up grabbing the duffel and slinging it over one shoulder. Nat studied you for a moment and then without a word the two of you walked down the hall.

When you got to the jet Wanda sensed you anxiety and once you were in the air she pulled you aside to ask if you were ok. You had made an agreement for her not to look into your mind as it brought back memories of not being in control like at hydra.

“Y/n? Are you ok?” Wanda said rubbing her thumb against your bicep from where she held it.

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” You said and Wanda frowned unconvinced.

“Y/n you can tell me anything you know that right?” She said softly.

“Well actually there is something but. Its dumb.”

“Im sure if its bothering you its not dumb.” She said and ushered you to sit with her away from the group.

“I- i- i got m-my first p-period.” You said not looking at Wanda. She smiled at you with understanding in her eyes.

“That’s ok. Do you need anything? Pads? Have you got cramps or anything?” She asked.

“I do need some pads. I don’t have anything. And i don’t think I’ve had any cramps yet. Im just tired.” You said.

“Well i can give you some pads and you can go put one in before we land. Its a tough time to get it with camping and all. Steve said there would be no real bathrooms.” Your head whipped up at that.

“W-what?” You said eyes wide.

“Oh sweetheart were you not listening again. Its kinda a pee in the woods situation.” Wanda said. You simply opened and closed you mouth and Wanda pulled you in for a hug. You felt her slip something into your pocket and pat your back.

“Thanks wands.” You said. Quietly slipping away you put in the pad before coming back to sit next to her. You rested you head on her shoulder exhausted from everything.

“You can sleep now y/n/n we still have a couple hours till we get there.” Wanda said and you curled into her and drifted off.

You woke to hands running through your hair and soft whispers in your ear.

“Y/n/n time to wake up lovely girl.” Wanda said and you opened your eyes.

“There she is.” Wanda said and patted your cheek. “We have about five minutes till we land. I though you should change again before we get off and start setting up.”

“Ok.” You mumbled and stood sleepily. Once you entered the bathroom you found another pad in your pocket and silently thanked Wanda. After changed again you went back and curled up against her again. This time with you head in her lap. Wanda traced patterns on you leg and soon you felt someone sit down on your other side. Nat picked up your legs and swung them into her lap.

“You ok y/n/n?” Nat asked. She had been observing from the other side of the jet. You mumbled and hid your head in Wanda’s thigh.

“Do you want me to tell her?” Wanda said and felt you nod against her leg. Wanda lent closer to nat and whispered to her.

“Y/n/n got her first period. Shes a bit exhausted.” Wanda said and nat nodded.

“Does she need anything?” Nat asked.

“I think she’s ok. I’ll ask.” Wanda stroked your hair again and softly asked if you needed anything. You mumbled a small no and went back to dozing.

“Yeah she’s ok for now but do a favour and keep an eye on her if I’m not with her for some reason?”

“Sure.” Nat said.

After dozing for another few minutes Wanda’s hands found your hair again and you yawned, stretching in her arms.

“Welcome back sleepy head. We just touched down, nat said she can carry your bag if you want sweets.” Wanda said. You sat up slowly.

“No I’ll be fine don’t worry.” You waved her off and grabbed you bag following Steve off the jet with nat and Wanda following behind you.

“Alright we’ll be in tents of three.” Steve started once the team was all in the clearing. “Wanda, nat and Y/n in one tent. Bucky, sam and myself in another. Bruce, tony and peter in the third. And lastly Clint and Thor in the last one.” Steve said and for once there was minimal arguing as everyone was happy with their tent groups. The team dispersed and began putting bags in tents and claiming sleeping bags.

Nat, Wanda and you were sat in the canvas tent. You had opted for the middle spot with nat on your left and Wanda on your right. But the three of you knew you would all wake up in a cuddle pile each morning.

Wanda placed her hand on your knee where you had your legs crossed under you.

“Y/n/n are you still feeling ok sweets?” She asked from where she sat on her own sleeping bag. Nat sat on your other side folding her clothes and placing them at the foot of her bed but you knew she was listening as well.

“‘M fine.” You mumbled feeling your cheeks heat. “Um. I do have a question though.”

“What is it lovely?” Wanda asked.

“Um, what do i do with the dirty pads if there are no bathrooms?” You mumbled again. Wanda slapped her forehead.

“Oh damn how could i forget.” She began rooting around in her bag. Soon she pulled out a plastic bag with four brown paper bags inside and a small container of baking soda. You looked at her confused as she handed it to you.

“Basically you put the pad inside the bag and sprinkle a bit of baking soda on it to keep … bugs away from it.” She said.

“Ew.” You said making a face and shoving the bag into your backpack.

“Yeah. Pretty much.” Wanda said chuckling.

“Thanks wands your a life saver.” You said and hugged her. She hugged back loosely worried about if you had cramps or not yet. When the two of you broke apart nat silently hugged you.

“I know i don’t have much experience in this but in want to help so i bought you this.” She said and pulled a chocolate bar from her bag. You took it with tears in your eyes and nat silently panics worried she had done something wrong. Wanda simply chuckled as you threw yourself at nat for another hug.

“There are the hormones.” Wanda said grinning.

“Oh shut up and come here sparkly hands.” You said and she raised a brow and sandwiched you between her and nat. After a few moments you pulled them down and now you all laid cuddling on your sleeping bag. After a few moments Wanda noticed the slow rise and fall of your chest as you had fallen asleep. It was at this moment the flap of the tent lifted and Clint poked his head in.

“If i knew it was cuddle time i would have come earlier. Can i join?” He joked and nat rolled her eyes from where she laid with your arm over her chest snoring softly. She lazily flipped him off and Wanda stifled a chuckle.

“What do you want Clint?” She said feigning annoyance.

“Steve wants us all to gather so he can go over what we are going to be doing for the next few days.”

Nat sighed “give us a minute and tell him Y/n’s not coming and we’ll catch her up later.” Clint grinned shooting her a thumbs up before disappearing.

Carefully the two girls extracted themselves from your grasp and slipped in a pillow for you to cuddle. You rolled over burying you face in it and breathing in deep. Wanda cooed and nat laughed softly.

“She really is just a big teddy bear.”

“Shes a cute teddy bear.” Wanda agreed.

“Alright lets go see what capsicle wants before he comes in and wakes up y/n/n” nat said and the two quietly left the tent hoping you wouldn’t wake until they got back.

Steve sat around a small campfire in the middle of the tents and was poking it with a stick. He looked up and frowned.

“Is there any good reason Miss L/n is not joining us.” Steve asked.

“Shes sleeping.” Nat said

“Not good enough go get her up.” Steve said and nat was about to argue when Wanda left to go grab you knowing Steve wouldn’t change his mind.

When she returned you were trailing behind her exhausted and rubbing your eyes. The team was all there now and watched your curiously.

Steve began talking but you weren’t really listening as you rested you head on Wanda’s shoulder.

“Are you ok?” She asked softly “your looking a bit pale sweets.” She said.

“‘M fine wands.” You mumbled shifting a bit and poorly hiding a wince. Wanda noticed and decided to bring it up after whenever this impromptu meeting finished. She shot nat a look and Wanda silently told her what was going on with her powers. Nat nodded and went back to paying attention so she could fill you in later as she could see you were half asleep and not paying attention and Wanda was more focused on you than Steve. She placed a hand on your cheek holding your head from where it sat on her shoulder. Your whole body was leaned into hers as you blinked and fought sleep.

After the meeting was over Wanda carried you back to the tent as you were still exhausted. Nat followed behind. Wanda moved carefully not to jostle you and spark any uanessacry pain as she knew the cramps had started.

She placed you down on her bed so you were more out of the way. Nat followed her into the tent.

“Are you sure she should be sleeping this much?” Nat asked a little worried.

Wanda shrugged, “I was the same on my first, it’s all new and exhausting both physically and mentally. Im expecting her to get upset at some point. When your not used to it and your hormones are out of whack, seeing that much blood can be scary and gross. Plus not having real bathrooms or anything makes that ten times worse. I feel for the kid, timing just sucks. And from what i can tell with how often she’s changing her pad poor things not got it light, i just hope its a short number of days.”

They woke you once for lunch and gave you some pain meds before the three of you relaxed but not quiet slept in the tent for the afternoon. You did some lazy doodles in your sketchbook not really paying much attention to the art. You must have fallen asleep at some point because your woke in Nat’s lap with braided hair. The three of you got up and had dinner which you ate curled into Wanda’s side. After you went to bed while Nat and Wanda stayed up for a bit with the team. And despite being an avenger tony had given both you and peter a bed time of ten. So the two of you went to bed in your own tents.

You woke to a sticky feeling between the sheets, it was still dark. And you laid annoyed at being away, huffing softly before a cramp hit hard accompanied with nausea. Knowing the feeling a little too well you hastily crawled over the sleeping lump that was Wanda, accidentally jostling her in your hurry. She sat up slightly with you laid across her lap with your hands frantically unzipping the zip. She rubbed her eyes and yawned.

“Y/n? What are you doing?” She asked and froze as instead of a response she heard you gag and start to dry heave. That woke her up quickly. She looked over at Nat who had propped herself up on her elbow with her eyebrows scrunched looking slightly tired. When they heard you whimper nat scurried out of her sleeping bag to beside you were you were now on all fours. Your back arched as Nat swept your hair up to hold it just in time as you began top throw up on the grass behind the tent. You breathed heavily coughing up the last of it while Wanda rubbed between your shoulder blades. You were panting and the two women held their breath in anticipation.

“You ok you gonna-“ nat was cut off as you brought up another round.

“Ok that answers it.” She said. “Shh bubs its alright. Its ok. We’re not mad just get it all up sweets.” She said. Wanda whispered similar things as she silently thanked Thor that nobody came to investigate the gross splashing sound of you being sick on the ground. When you finished you looked up with tears in your eyes. Wanda waved her hand the sick puddle disappeared as she pulled you into her lap where you curled up and cried. Wanda shushed you softly as nat dug around in her bag for a bottle of water, mouthwash and a cracker for you to nibble on as well as two ibuprofen.

“Shhh sweets it’ll be ok. Do you want me to come with so you can change you pad sweets i think you bleed a bit on the sheets. She said and your cried harder not having noticed.

You nodded into her stomach and Wanda used her magic to clean the sheets before nat handed you the things she grabbed. You used the mouthwash and drank some water opting to eat the cracker once you had changed and felt hopefully, less sick. Worried you couldn’t handle anything in your stomach at the moment. Nat nodded and Wanda led you by the hand to the patch of trees a little way off from the camp ground. She turned her back and used here magic to light the area for you with a soft red glow. After the rustling stopped and you told her you were done she walked you back to the tent where nat was sat patiently waiting for your return. She silently handed you the cracker and you curled up on your bed nibbling on it. Two strong pairs of arms wrapped around you from both sides and once you finished the cracker you drifted off again the pain medicine working wonders for your cramps which had settled to a dull ache.

The next morning Wanda and nat let you sleep in taking turns to sit in the tent for when you woke up. Not wanting you to be alone after last night knowing you would wake with more cramps. In the morning they wanted to give you the pain meds straight away to avoid another episode like last night.

Clint shot nat a look from where he sat making coffee on a pot above the fire.

“You look like shit. Did you even sleep last night?” He asked and nat rolled her eyes and flipped him off.

“Shut up Barton. Y/n kept me awake last night.” She said and Clint laughed.

“She kicking you again in her sleep.” He asked.

“No Shes sick.” Nat said and Clint’s laughing stopped and he stilled, looking worried.

“She ok?” He asked.

“Yeah she’s sleeping. Just… keep this between us, ok?” She said and Clint nodded knowing nat would have her reasons. He went back to stirring the coffee so it didn’t burn.

“You and Wanda can have the first cup.” He said and nat blew him a kiss.

“Life saver.” She winked and went to find Steve to tell him he needed to excuse you from activities and either her or Wanda for the day.

Nat soon swapped out for Wanda and moments after the young witch had left you began yo stir. Nat was by your side in an instance and you sleepily took the medicine she held out for you. What she wasn’t expecting was for you to curl back up as small sobs shook your body. Nat carefully placed a hand on your shoulder.

“There’s so much blood natty.” You whimpered with little tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Shh shh i know love its ok.” Nat said petting your hair.

“I wanna go home.” You cried and nat pulled you into her to give you a hug. You sat there a tangle of limbs while you cried into her shoulder while she stroked your head and whispered words of comfort.

“Its ok my sweet angel your alright.” She said before humming a soft Russian lullaby that sent you back to sleep. She sat back against her pillow with you laid on top of her. Which is where Wanda found her a half hour later.

“She doing ok nat? Did you give her the meds?” Wanda asked and Nat nodded. You were still clinging to her like a koala.

“Shes emotional and tired which is a hard combo for her.” Nat said and placed a kiss to the crown of your head from where it rested below Nat’s chin.

“Poor girl.” Wanda said. “At least Steve excused the three of us from activities. All it took was one mention of that time of the month for him to look sunburnt all of a sudden and turn into a stuttering mess.” Wanda chuckled.

“Yeah Steve’s sweet and he means well its just sex ed wasn’t really a thing in his time. He’s good at helping a girl out if she needs it but he’s still a bit uncomfortable with the whole thing. He’s trying though.” Nat said and you whined as you stirred before burning your face in Nat’s armpit. Wanda pulled a face and nat laughed.

“Im clean don’t worry she’s probably just looking for warmth.”

“I should take her and let you get so me breakfast before it’s all gone.” Wanda said as she carefully pried your sleepy form from nat. You curled into yourself before Wanda pulled you close and you immediately latched onto her and settled again. Nat chuckled slightly.

“She sure is clingy like this, that gonna have to be my new favourite time of the month then if we get this may cuddles.” Nat said and Wanda laughed slightly. Her chest vibrating against your cheek as she did. You hummed in sleeping content as she did and you smiled in your sleep.

“Now shoo, go get some food and maybe bring something back for the cuddle bear here.” Wanda said and nat gave a mock salute before hopping up and getting out of the tent. Nat smirked as Steve failed to meet her eyes and she quickly dished up some food before heading back to the tent.

When Wanda woke you for breakfast you looked confused which was adorable in your sleepy state with your messed up hair. That was something nat could fix for you later.

“I thought Steve said no food in tents? Something about animals?” You asked.

“I doubt Steve is in any state to say anything and what he doesn’t know cant hurt him.” You shrugged as Wanda laughed and you began to eat the bacon and toast. You didn’t like eggs.

Nat laughed as you pushed the eggs to one side. She knew you wouldn’t eat them and simply got them so her and Wanda could have more.

“Thank you guys. I know I haven’t been very easy to deal with” you smiled at them but it was more a half grimace. Wanda set her fork down.

“Absolutely not. You will not apologise for something you can’t control sweets. Nat and I are happy to help and not just this time. If you ever need us for anything especially this you can come to us no questions asked.” She said and you nodded swallowing back tears.

“I needed to hear that today. Thanks wands.” You whispered.

“Any time L/n” Nat said and you smiled before the three of you went back to eating.

“So what do u wanna do today?” Wanda asked and you frowned.

“I thought we had to do team activities.” You said.

“We did but we got us out of it. We are all your for the day.” Wanda smiled and you blinked.

“Is it ok if we just stay here and I can draw you don’t have to stay with me if you don’t want to.”

“Nonsense. You’re our get out of jail free card that’s too good to waste. Especially because I know Steve’s gonna want to go on a run at some point and will probably drag the whole team along. You have come in very useful my good friend.” Nat winked and you laughed.

That day was spent drawing the campground and anything interesting your could find in your sketchbook while Nat and Wanda relaxed. Chatting or reading. At one point Nat was sharpening her knives which she said she had been meaning to do for months and thanked you for getting them the time off.

“I didn’t really do much.” You smiled shrugging.

“That’s the idea.” Wanda laughed. “Can I see your sketches?” She asked

“Umm.. sure some aren’t finished yet.” You said handing her the book. She leafed through the pages in awe.

“Y/n these are amazing I never knew you could draw like this.” She said looking at the sketches of the campground there were even some portraits of the team which Wanda traced with careful fingers. “Nat come look at this.” She said and you blushed and she turned back to you. “If that’s ok?”

“Yeah that’s fine I’m just not used to the attention Peter caught me drawing on the roof once other than that not many people bother to look through my sketchbooks.” You shrugged.

“You have more of these?” Nat asked looking up from where she was studying the art. “They are very impressive y/n/n” she said.

“Yeah that’s my twelfth sketchbook.”

“I’d love to see the others when we get back to the tower. If that’s ok?” Wanda said.

“Yeah sure they’re not as good though.” You said. After a while the handed the book back along with a few more compliments which had you blushing unused to such honest praises.

The morning went quickly and soon you were having lunch with the team again who was sweaty and gross. You laughed as Clint chased Nat around with his arms wide threatening a sweaty hug. Her face has you in stitches as Wanda reminded you to breathe through her own laughter. Peter complained about never getting time off and tony playfully whacked him saying he shouldn’t ever wish for anything like girls anatomy. Stark shuddered thinking about pepper and her rage when on her period. Sometimes she was cuddles and joy and others she was threatening to give him the company back to manage. He still loved her though and held her hair back when the cramps made her throw up.

Later the team all went off with Steve again to do some survival training while you Nat and Wanda all went back to relaxing. Nat noticed you wincing later and silently gave you more meds and you thanked her.

“No problem kid you were due another dose to anyway.” She said and Wanda passed you a glass of water she had conjured.

The afternoon went off without a hitch and soon it was evening again. Wanda made sure to give you extra strength meds before bed this time so they would last the night and hopefully you wouldn’t wake up. You slept until late morning as Nat glared at anyone who tried to wake you up. Soon all the tents were pack down but yours and Nat pulled your sleepy form from the sleeping bag and placed you in Wanda’s lap. She packed down the tent and you snuggled into her stomach as you curled into a ball on her thighs.

Soon the quinjet landed and Wanda used her magic to block the noise for you so you stayed sleeping. The next time you woke you were in Wanda’s bed still on her lap. Nat was sat by Wanda’s side reading a book propped up on her bend knees.

“Morning sweets. Guess where we are?” Wanda said and you smiled recognising the room.

“We’re home.” You cheered and Wanda nodded.

“No go take a shower stinky.” She said and you grinned. “I left you some of my clothes on the sink and a new pad for you. We’ll have a hot water bottle, chocolate, snacks and a movie marathon waiting when you’re done.” She said and you gave her an appreciative thumbs up as you shut the door. As girls you didn’t mind sharing beds or bathrooms after all the three of you were very close.

That day was spent being pampered by your two favourite women and eating a boatload of chocolate. If this was what periods were like… maybe they weren’t all bad.

MASTERLIST

[kittenfangirl20]

*Adam woke up whimpering and crying, his abdomen was hurting and the area between his legs felt odd, Eve slowly woke up and got an empathetic look on her face*

Eve: Oh sweetheart, let me help you.

*Eve led Adam to the bathroom and got him out of his shirt and boxer shorts, there was red all over his inner thighs*

Eve: You are having your first period.

Adam: That makes sense.

*Eve helped clean him up and got a bubble bath ready for him, while Adam soaked his aching muscles in the tub, Eve got new clothes for him to sleep in and told Lucifer what happened while Lucifer started to change the sheets, when Eve got back to the bathroom she helped Adam out of the tub*

Eve: I only have tampons, but I can show you how to use it.

*Adam nodded and Eve helped him put the tampon in and when they made it back to the room the bed had new sheets on it, there were chocolates and tonics for Adam to take for the cramps, and a hot water bottle, Lucifer then ran into the room*

Lucifer: You two should lay down and relax for the day. Adam is on his period and Eve is pregnant with my child. Whatever you need I will give you.

*Adam lay in the bed and drank some of the tonics before placing the hot water bottle on his abdomen, Eve joined him in the bed so they could share the chocolates*

(Lucifer definitely seems like the type to spoil the people he loves)

[cas-coding]

he must have eaten something bad, pain blooming in his stomach, soft enough to ignore, but large enough to make him grit his teeth. dean's eggs were sometimes a little on the raw side, but jack didn't mind, he sometimes liked the watery feel, even if sam said it was bad for him now that his grace had faded.

it was fine, he would be fine. jack just wasn't used to pain, that's all, that must be it. his dads had told him it might be a rough transition, cas especially, having done it a couple times. pain was always worse when you had never felt it before.

nausea bubbles up in jack's stomach, making his surroundings spin a bit before he gets the general message that he should get to a toilet or something a little easier to clean vomit off of than the cold cement that was the kitchen floor. he barely makes it to the toilet in time, kneeling on the cold tile, feeling like a knife had carved sigils into his abdomen. this couldn't be normal, could it?

it's another minute before jack wipes his mouth and flushes the toilet, his nausea having worn off for now as he unbuttons his jeans to take pressure off of his stomach. why did it hurt so bad? what was wrong with him? his hands are shaking, massaging his stomach as if that will do something, calling out for help in a wrecked voice that cracks every other word.

he hears footsteps in response and then he's stumbling to stand up, his eyes catching on red. red blood smeared on the tile where he was just sitting, panic flashing through his entire being. he rushes to check his jeans, see where his injury is, pulling them off and finding them bloodstained, his boxers ruined underneath them, and then he's screaming, shouting for help, footsteps growing more frantic.

sam makes it to him first, taking one look at jack's sobbing figure before wrapping him in his arms and pressing jack's face to his chest. "what happened?" sam asks, his voice shaking from the adrenaline, "where does it hurt?"

"my stomach," jack cries, "and i'm bleeding and i threw up and my stomach hurts so bad, please,"

sam nods frantically and pulls back, holding his hand out. "tell me where it hurts, okay?" he places his hand over jack's stomach, right below his ribs, but jack shakes his head.

"lower," he mumbles, "it hurts in my belly."

sam just nods and lowers his hand over jack's belly button, but jack shakes his head, and sam moves his hand lower, cradling the spot just above jack's waistband. jack nods harshly and sam's eyes flick downward for just a second before he sighs and wraps jack in another hug.

"you're gonna be alright, jack, i promise," sam says, "this is, well, it's normal. plenty normal. it hurts but we'll all help, we'll figure something out. you'll be alright in a week." sam reaches for his phone, dialing dean before he pulls back from the hug and stands up, walking just outside the bathroom.

jack only catches every other word being muttered, something about blood and cramps and i thought his grace would stop it? before groaning and snapping at dean, "just get pain meds and pads, will you?"

when sam bends back down to help jack, he's calmer, more collected, but how could he be when jack was in pain, bleeding out?

"sam, it hurts," jack groans, "make it stop, please make it stop."

sam pauses at that, his eyes fixed on jack before looking away. he picks up jack's bloody jeans and throws them into the bathroom sink before he speaks again, still not looking at jack. "dean's getting supplies now. i'm sorry, jack, i'm really sorry this is happening, but we'll explain later, i promise you're gonna be alright. you just have to trust me," he says, but how can jack trust him if he won't tell him what's going on?

it takes a couple minutes for sam to coax jack off the bathroom floor and into a warm bath, looking away as jack climbs into the bath and sighs in relief. he lets jack rest, attempting to scrub the bloodstains out of jack's jeans and boxers, but abandoning it after a few minutes.

there's a knock on the door and dean cranes his head in, waving to jack gingerly before whispering something unintelligible to sam. he sets a box down on the counter, big purple letters spelling out maxi-pads, count 24, and then sam is leaving the room, taking jack's ruined clothes with him.

"hey, jack," dean says, an olive branch, "how're you doing?"

he can't speak, he's exhausted, he doesn't know what's going on, and so he sighs, trying to convey everything bubbling up inside of him with just one sound.

dean laughs. "sounds about right. so, uh, sammy's gonna grab you some new clothes and then we're gonna have a chat. it's gonna be different, somethin' we didn't think we'd have to talk about for a while with you, but hey, life is a bit unexpected," dean chuckles uncomfortably, looking anywhere but at jack. he rubs the back of his neck and sighs, "y'know, i know what you're going through, bud. i've had 'em before, hurts like a bitch, and i'm real sorry it's happening to you. cas said," dean pauses, "well, cas has said a lotta stuff about you."

jack swallows thickly, turning his head to look at dean. the water in the bathtub moves around him, little waves crashing against his neck, barely above the warm water. "he told you?" jack asks, tears welling in his eyes. he's so tired, he just wants to go to sleep, never wake up, he's exhausted,

"no," dean admits, "but i kinda figured about fifteen minutes ago when sammy called me outta the blue sayin' we needed pads. haven't bought those since 2007," he laughs, but it's not funny.

"what are those?"

dean's silent.

"what have they got to do with you and me?" jack rephrases, and dean exhales heavily.

"you want me to explain it? it's gonna be uncomfortable, i'm guessin', you sure you don't want sam or cas to explain it to you?" there's a hurt in dean's eyes for a second, but jack nods and it dissipates, newfound commitment showing instead. "well, if it's gonna be me, i should explain something.

"i ripped up my birth certificate when i was thirteen. y'know, the piece of paper that says your legal name and that you exist and if you're a boy or a girl. well, the one i ripped up said my name was deanna. said i was a girl."

jack furrows his eyebrows. "but that's wrong. your name is dean. sam calls you dean, so does cas. and, and you're a boy, you're sam's brother," jack says, and dean laughs.

"yeah, they do call me dean, and i am sam's brother," he says, "you're right about that. but there's this thing, transgender, which basically means that i was born with girly bits but i'm a boy 'cause i say so. and i was workin' on bein' a real boy, pumping myself full of testosterone when i died and cas rebuilt me. gave me boy parts an' all."

"girly bits?" jack repeats, clearly confused, "boy parts?"

"well," dean says, looking away, "there's your mom. she's a girl. and there's eileen, also a girl. they've got, y'know," dean gestures to his chest, "boobs, tits, breasts, whatever you wanna call 'em. point is, they've also got, ah," dean stutters, "vaginas. things that make babies. that's how your mom made you.

"then there's boys like sam. they get real tall and have big muscles and jawlines and shit," he continues, "they don't usually have vaginas. they have dicks, er, penises, i mean. they can't have babies, they just kinda," dean stutters, "they have the instructions for making babies. they help girls make them."

"oh," jack says, "i don't get it. you're a boy, so how did they confuse you for a girl?"

sighing, dean rubs his hands up and down his face. "well, like i said, i was born with girly bits. had a girly name and everything. but i didn't feel like a girl, and i told sammy, and he started callin' me dean, sayin' i was his brother. felt right, good, and then i wanted to look like a boy. cas rebuilt my body, did he tell you about that?" dean pauses before shaking his head, continuing, "well, when he did, he gave me boy parts instead of the girl parts i used to have. so when i was born, i was supposed to be a mom, carry babies, and now i have the instructions for makin' 'em, but i was a boy before that, you understand that?"

jack nods. "yeah, i get that. like, if i called sam something not-sam, he'd be confused, 'cause he likes being called sam. you didn't like deanna so calling you that would be mean. you like being called dean and a boy, so people should call you that."

dean smiles and nods, raising his eyebrows. "that's right, kid, and it works that way for everyone. you too," he says. the room falls quiet and dean looks away, mumbling, "you feel better?"

jack nods slightly. "the bath is helping."

dean nods, sighing. "jack, you're having a period."

"what?"

"a period," dean repeats, "it's a thing that happens once a month. 'cause you don't have a baby in you, your vagina starts bleeding, like it's mad you don't have a baby, i guess. for most people, it hurts pretty bad, and there's a lotta blood, and you usually bleed for about a week before it goes away."

jack furrows his eyebrows. "but girls have those, and i'm a boy. i don't have a vagina."

"apparently, you do."

it hits jack like a freight train, tears welling up in his eyes, pain searing through his chest, this time not a pain he understood, not a pain he could explain. it was like it was all wrong, everything was wrong, he was wrong, he can't do it, can't be,

"hey, hey, jack," dean coaxes, "breathe, breathe, you're gonna be fine. i used to get 'em, pain in the ass, and i'm still a boy, right? even if i had 'em, you'd still call me dean, right?"

jack's eyes snap open to look at dean, words spilling out of his mouth. "of course! you're dean, dean, you're dean!"

dean laughs lightly, "see? so if i'm still dean, and i'm still a boy, and i used to have the same equipment you have, then you're still jack, and you're still a boy, so there's nothin' to worry about, is there, bud?"

"well, i don't," jack stutters, "i don't like it, it hurts, and it feels wrong, and,"

"hey, hey," dean interrupts, "we'll figure something out, and yeah, it sucks. but it's gonna be alright in the long run, 'kay?"

jack nods. "okay."

"yeah," dean nods, "i think sammy left some new clothes outside the door, so i'm gonna grab 'em, and then i'm gonna show you how to use a pad. it's a bit trickier in boxers, but it works," he mutters, reaching for jack's new clothes.

jack watches as dean demonstrates for him, sticking the pad in place before folding over the wings and setting jack's boxers down. "dry off, don't worry about getting the towel bloody, 'cause we got plenty, and put those on, and then get dressed like normal. i'll be waitin' in the kitchen with something to help the pain, alright?"

jack nods, and dean shuts the bathroom door softly, letting jack sit with his feelings. dean said they would figure something out, that all of them would figure something out, and that it would only last a week. jack could stomach a week of this, if there was less pain, and then it would go away. it would go away and never ever come back, because they'd figure something out.

that's the only thing motivating him to dry off, dress up, and wander out to the kitchen, pain in his belly starting again, curling up inside of him.

cas is there, not dean, and he's got little pink pills sitting in front of him, a glass of water to his left. jack sits down, looking at the pills, refusing to take his eyes off of them. he thought they had magic to help, not just some stupid medication.

"why didn't you tell me?" jack asks, not really to anyone, but cas answers, filling the space in the air.

"i saw you as a baby, heard kelly name you jacqueline, and i didn't think much of it. but then you were big, looked like you were a seventeen year old boy, and i assumed you changed everything to look like a boy. you liked the name jack and we stuck with it. you liked looking like me and dean and sam, you liked being a boy, and i didn't tell anyone. i didn't tell sam or dean because i didn't want them looking at you or treating you differently."

"but you knew dean used to have girl parts." it's a statement, not a question.

"yes," cas says, "and i could have told him. but i wasn't sure you had 'girl parts' anymore, and you were so happy being a normal boy, and we had so many other things going on," he rambles, pausing, "forgive me. i shouldn't have let this fall on you like this. i can't imagine how you feel."

jack sighs, reaching for the pills. "i feel bad. it hurts and then it's worse than just hurt because it feels wrong, like my body isn't supposed to do this, like i'm not a real boy."

"jack," castiel says, voice stern, "you are a boy, and no one can take that away from you. you are my son, and i love you, and i am so, so sorry. please do not ever doubt that you are what you feel you are."

jack doesn't know what to say to that, and so he simply wraps castiel in a hug, sure that whatever happens, his dads will be by his side.

[icedbatik]

[arty2727]

[onewizardgirl]

Part 1/3

minerva takes her cub under her wing, and a letter the next morning makes her far more protective than ever

Her little cub

Midnight chills swept through the corridor, dim torches lit the hallways. All the while traversing the dark a cloaked figure made its way through the dim corridors.

First year lakelyn thomas was shaking in her boots, a small black cloak wrapped around her, covering a blue nightgown soaked in blood. She found this blood when she woke for a glass of water. She panicked, and hidden in the darkness with her black cloak she creeped down the stairs hoping not to fall.

She aproached the door to mcgonagall’s living quarters that resided at the bottom of the gryffindor tower.

Mcgonagall was about to leave her quarters to spend some time with her old friend poppy in the hospital wing but was startled by lakelyn approaching and sternly asked

"What in the heavens are you doing out of bed miss thomas? Its past midnight,"

Lakelyn looks up at her professor,

"I-I'm sorry professor.. ," lakelyn said her eyes becoming glassy with unshed tears

"What happened, my cub?" Mcgonagall asked leading the small figure into her quarters. Usually she would take away house points and send her student back to bed, but something told her she needed to do something different. Take a softer approach, evenn the darkness minerva could tell when her cub was injured.

"I woke up to get a glass of water and i found blood on my bed," lakelyn told quietly

“Follow me,” the elder witch told, guiding the first year into her quarters.

“Are you in pain?” mcgonogall asked

“A little,” lakelyn answered “its just a stomachache though,”

“Is there a known source of the bleeding?” the elder asked again as she knealt down to look over her cub to look for an injury.

Lakelyn stayed quiet, usure of what to say, she didn’t think anyone had hexed her while she was sleeping but she could tell the blood was on her legs,almost like she’d been splinched on the inside of them, but it didn’t hurt like splinching did, and she should know, she splinched her ribs once when her and her mother had apparated somewhere in london when she was a child.

Minerva picked up on the tension in the air and made a likely assumption, since any magical ailments that could cause blood loss in this degree would have the girl howling in pain.

"Lakelyn, i believe you've started your period," McGonagall told

Lakelyn began panicking now, how could she've been so stupid?

Minerva saw the change in her demeanor and grasped the girls hands in her own

"I assume by way of your reaction you know what i meant, correct?" Minerva asked

"I'm so sorry professor, how could ive been so stupid, i didnt even think of that, I just pani-" lakelyn rambled before minerva cur her off putting a gentle hand on each of her shoulders to help steady her.

"Hush my little cub, it's fine, I understand, truly. Now, here's what you will need to get you through this week, for now I'd recommend one of the orange ones, since they are a bit bigger and are better for sleep. I will allow you to use my personal bathroom to shower and clean yourself up, afterwards you and i can take some time to talk, im sure this must be quite a difficult time without your mother near," McGonagall explained

"Thank you professor," lakelyn thanked

Minerva swirled her wand and conjured a black nightgown and clean underwear for the girl before she disappeared into minerva's bathroom.

She graded some rather awful essays from a few fourth year slytherins, finally getting to her gryffindor essays coming across hermione granger's essay written well and properly cited, just like the three years she's taught the girl prior.

Lakelyn came out of the bathroom in the black gown, minerva used her want to put lakelyn's bloody clothes in her dormitory where the house elves can take care of it.

"This will help with your cramps," Mcgonagall told "come sit,"

"Thank you professor," lakelyn said taking a seat near Mcgonagall.

" would you like to stay here for the rest of the night, my cub? I wouldn't mind a bit of company." Minerva asked

"It would be nice to not face my roommates for a morning, they all think i'm quite peculiar, scribbling down stories and fairytales at all hours if the morning," lakelyn admitted

"Very well," Mcgonagall said as she summoned a fuzzy red blanket for them while they were on the roomy sofa,

"Do you want to share some of your stories? I'm sure you'd make quite a good author for the wizarding community," Minerva asked

"Well, I've been writing one about a witch from hogwarts and a boy from the wizard school in america Ilvermorny isnt it? They met over the summer when the boy came to london to visit his grandparents and they hit it off immediately, they write to eachother nearly every day. I havent really got much after that, and im stuck in a rut right now." Lakelyn explained

"Quite the romance plot, i like that. Maybe you could do a plot twist where the boy finds a girl to date, essentially leaving the girl in the dirt, and she goes through a major character arc and becomes a completely different girl and ends up happier than ever that she's got her friends by her side" Mcgonagall said thinking of a plot to help lakelyn write.

For hours the pair sat and bounced ideas back and forth until lakelyn finally cuddled slose to minerva resting her head in the elder witches lap as she asked about minerva's days at hogwarts and listening until she eventually fell asleep. Minerva with papers that still needed to be corrected accioed a small table infront of her and her work. Letting the girl sleep while she graded.

By the time breakfast came that saturday morning poppy had made her way up to see why minerva had not visited her the night prior.

"I couldn't leave my cub alone, especially with her first period in a new place without her mother around to comfort her," minerva whispered as poppy took a seat in the recliner by the sofa.

"I see, well, i'll get some breakfast to bring up for you and your little cub, and we can play chess until she wakes." Poppy said, giving Minerva a small kiss on her lips as she left.

An owl left a letter on her lap moments later, what it read made minerva more protective of lakelyn than ever.

[womensperiods]

First Period Hacks Every Teen Mom Should Know

Learn essential first period tips and hacks for teen moms to help their daughters navigate their first period with confidence and ease.

[canisalbus]

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[billlaotian]

[souldagger]

fun discovery from today's internet rabbit hole:

the first lesbian magazine published in the US, Vice Versa (1947-48), was entirely hand-typed by one Edythe Eyde (better known by her pen name Lisa Ben - yes, that IS an anagram for lesbian). she worked as a secretary with a ton of spare time on her hands, and her boss would tell her he didn't care what she was doing so long as she "looked busy"... so she decided to use her free time to type out copies of a home-made periodical for lesbians, writing most of the content - editorials, book/film reviews, poetry, short stories, and more - herself!

overall, the magazine ran for 9 issues, 16 hand-typed copies of which lisa would mail to friends (well, until one of them advised her she could be arrested for sending "obscene" materials) and distribute at lesbian bars :)

[claypigeonpottery]

can’t sleep, carving instead

[dykemd]

she continues to be the moment

[myfitnessteacher]

Irregular Periods ? 5 Period Mistakes that Every Woman Should Avoid | Periods Pain Relief |

5 Common mistakes that women make during their periods that become the reason for problems like PCOD, thyroid and urinary tract infections and even aggravate PMS symptoms like cramps and bloating. We will also discuss how to prevent these mistakes and the best practices so that your period passes by like a breeze. So without any further delay, let’s get started.  Every month a woman’s body…