A/N: Hope you don’t mind, Beka, that I read it and ran with my own version. If it’s too close to yours,‘l please message me here or on discord and I can change it. ❤️❤️❤️
Simon can always tell when you’re about to ovulate. Your libido skyrockets and becomes demanding. He loves it.
He loves how assertive his baby becomes. Dragging him by his shirt to the bedroom when he gets home and won’t even let him take off his combat boots. How you tell him what you want, practically dominating him. You sit on his face, covering him and his mask at times in your juices. He has several identical masks for this reason now.
The man cannot get enough. He loves how you taste sweet and tangy.
Don’t get him wrong, he loves how spicy you two are normally. It’s a kind of balance. Normally, you want his hands and mouth everywhere on you. You blush and get shy trying to ask for what you want in bed. He finds it endearing.
He tends to help by giving his partner options, almost like a menu unless he wants to try something new. Then, he says he has a treat or wants to try something different. You’re always happy to experiment.
He loves every moan, groan, and breathy pant. He tried to ring orgasm after orgasm out of you.
When it’s nearing your time each month, your tolerance for him not stopping until he’s rung as many orgasms as he can increases dramatically. There have been times when his jaw felt like he needed to lubricate like a machine. You don’t mind. He is amazing with his fingers.
He knows how to play you like he’s disassembling and reassembling any of his guns blind. He knows how and where to touch you to rile you up and push you over the edge as many time as he wants or his jaw screams at him.
When you ride his cock, he can go for quite some time normally. He giving you long thrusts, torturing you with pleasure and sensation until you whimper and writhe under him. He loves to hear you beg him so he will let you orgasm. He will change position to hit your g-spot or a-spot, if not both, or reach down between you to rub your clit.
During that time, you’ve been know to tire him out. He isn’t as young as he used to be but is happy to eat you out or finger you until you’ve soaked his arm. He also has recently loved watching you take your pleasure and use his thigh to get off on. When you’re about to go o er the edge, he will nibble and bite your neck and shoulder intensifying your orgasm further. His little masochist, how he loves you.
Comin' at you with another headcanon. If you have any requests please let me know.
TW: Talk of periods and some mild sexual talk
Individual TMNT x Female Reader
Every turtle in the lair knows when you’re on your period. They have such a heightened sense of smell they can’t help it. It’s your hormones changing is the way Donnie explains it when you ask him. It’s the same as smelling when you’re ovulating or when you’re aroused he finishes cheerfully. You have this look of absolute disbelief and mortification on your face and don’t ask any more questions.
Mikey
This turtle boy will give you a look of caring sympathy. “Aw, babygirl, is it shark week again?” Mikey is all about the snacks and knows that dark chocolate can actually help relieve cramps and always has a good supply stocked up. Mikey's flaw in all this is he can actually be a little overbearing, every five minutes he'll be trying to do something for you. If you snap at him and tell him to back off you’ll regret it because it’s like kicking a puppy. You know he just wants to help but it's too much. Apologies soon follow, him first, then you. You just feel like crap and don't mean to take it out on him. He'll accept your forgiveness easily and cuddle you. “Babycakes, I wish I could squeeze it all out of you and make this end faster.” You start snort-laughing, no one can make you laugh like Mikey can. He surprisingly does a little bit of research on how to help you feel better… except it’s not what you think. “Babe, babe! Looky here! It says having an orgasm will help, can I give you one?! Please?!” Your initial reaction is a resounding ‘no’ but he promises you he won’t be grossed out and he’ll just use his hands or a toy or whatever you want. It takes a day or two but you do finally take him up on his offer. You’re surprisingly pleased with the results.
Raph
As soon as Raph knows it’s your time of the month he straight-up disappears. He knows you feel like shit and does not want to make things worse for you. This is a major flaw of his. At first you’re pissed that he’s going to so much trouble to make himself scarce and plan on really giving him a piece of your mind, the jerk. Then you start to find little signs that he does care. A filled hot water bottle on your nightstand, a chocolate bar on your pillow, a few Midol with a bottle of water on the kitchen counter when you walk in and a tea on the coffee table when you enter the living room. His thoughtfulness makes you feel like crying and you finally corner him to thank him for the sweet gestures. You do call him an idiot and tell him he doesn’t need to hide away when you’re on your period. He’ll stutter out an apology and wrap his huge arms around you before scooping you up and bringing you to the couch to sit you in his lap. He quietly holds you asking softly if you feel better. You do.
Leo
The turtle in blue will make you a special blend of tea that will help with the pain and discomfort. Once again, it is his own special blend of tea. This time it’s ginger, green tea and peppermint, all known for their natural healing properties. Leo is the only one who will recommend exercise as a way to relieve cramps as well. You’re hesitant to take him up on it since you feel so shitty but when you do you find out that he’s actually done his research on which exercises are the most effective for a woman on her period. You do feel better after and thank him for getting you up and moving. Leo will hide the fact that he’s proud of himself and is pleased he could help you feel better. He won’t be shy about taking a post-workout shower with you either even though you warn him that he might not like what he sees going down the drain. He is quick to rebuff you by saying it’s not gross at all, it’s just your body’s natural function, a sign that you’re healthy. He’ll insist and say the heat will be a good for you and allow you to become more relaxed. He’ll also massage your back and your belly. If you didn’t feel so rotten you’d have jumped him. He’ll be highly aware that this isn’t going to end with him taking you in the shower but it does end with him taking you to bed and making sure you get some rest.
Donnie
Donnie will not be shy at all while you’re on your period. His main objective is to make sure you’re taken care of. There is no reason to power through it when modern medicine exists. Donnie, the walking pharmacy will have Midol, Advil, Tylenol, whatever drugs you need. He’ll have hot water bottles at the ready and some dark chocolate as well. Donnie's flaw is that he tends to take his research on the matter a bit too literally. He’s now full of period ‘fun’ facts. Did you know that you lose a lot less blood than you think? Only about three tablespoons! He'll also explain that your female reproductive hormones also affect your natural scent, which is why he and his brothers know the changes in your monthly cycle. Some of these ‘fun’ facts aren’t so fun when he tells you that you spend around ten years of your life menstruating. “Donnie, please… this isn’t helping me feel any better.” You'll try to tell him. He also makes the mistake of reciting these facts when his brothers are around, at the dinner table of all places. This will make you abruptly get up and leave. Donnie will immediately trail after you apologizing for his slip-up. You snap at him and ask him to leave you alone. If this is the case he’ll show up later with apology flowers and a card. You easily forgive him, you weren't really that angry anyway and very gently ask him not to recite any more period facts. He’ll agree without question and promises just to cuddle you and take care of you.
Can someone help me figure out why the hell we always end up splitting / fragmenting due to the pain from our period / monthly / menstrual cycle? I would like to stop? Is it us being terrified of pain? Our body not liking it? It’s hurting extra bad this time. The last two times it didn’t hurt. This reminds me of the pain in high school where it was so bad we had to physically hold one of our plushies against where it hurt because it hurt so bad. And is there any way to tough it out without our brain choosing to split? Why would it be so painful when it isn’t normally painful sometimes?
We question intersex because of how our body’s hair placement on it is and because of how our BO smells sometimes as well as because of this.
Context: I am female with (unfortunately) fully operational female hardware included, which loves to torture me once a month in creative ways. This month has been one of those 'creative' ones
To easily encapsulate today’s monthly cycle experience, I went to get the mail in the midst of night and somehow hit the wrong outdoor light switch. I swear I clicked the one on the right rather the one on the left. I never use the leftmost one.
Four whole switches in a row and somehow I clicked second on the left rather than fourth on the right— the easiest one to flip. I distinctly recall making note to hit the rightmost switch, yet I opened my door to a dimly lit porch, and my driveway drenched in darkness. Still, I had a fistful of Christmas cards to put in the outgoing box, and three pieces of mail to retrieve in a cozy 40˚F night
Then somehow I burnt frozen taquitos that I set to only a mere 10 minutes in the air fryer. Those suckers go longer in the oven you know. Yet somehow their edges were burnt. They only get this way at 14-15 minutes, and the heat setting has gone untouched for ages, so I have utterly no clue as to how this happened either. Yet again I had distinct mental note “10 minutes is the good number” and turned the dial to 10 minutes. I watched it stop at that ten and begin cooking the ten little sticks I called dinner
I feel like I’m fazing through the quantum realm all while my insides have decided that I should rather be bedridden with insufferable agony. My tyrannical master has decided every movement is a punishment worthy of a thousand lashes to my lower spine, and a dozen white-hot lacerations to my gut's insides. Yet I must carry on to eat my burnt taquitos
Have I transcended realities all for the price of my own blood, an experience so beyond mortal comprehension that not even I, whom has unknowingly made this pact, could process when I shift?
Tell me, is this the reality where it’s Looney Toons instead of Tunes? Have I finally returned to the timeline right in my heart?
Imagine Frigga understanding that if Loki is going to have a wife one day, he will need to be aware of certain concepts. It’s clear nobody else will discuss this detail with him, and she’s more equipped to teach him anyway. So, when her baby boy becomes a young man, she sits with him and explains the monthly cycles of Asgardian women.
Loki nods along with dumb sympathy. Suddenly, some of Fandral’s jokes make more sense. They’re mean, but they make more sense now.
A little over a week following your and Loki’s wedding, it hits. Despite your best efforts to put on a brave face for your new husband, he knows something is very wrong.
It’s nothing like his mother told him, so he doesn’t realize it’s your monthly “visitor.” Loki brings you to the healers and sends for Frigga. Between them, somebody will know what to do.
You slowly realize what he has done, and beg him to sit down and stop fussing over you. All you need is a heating pad and a nap... and maybe pain medicine... coated in chocolate...
Frigga realizes where she went wrong. She explained Asgardian periods, not even thinking of the possibility that Loki could marry a mortal human with such a less durable body. Besides, it’s not like she has much experience with a Midgardian cycle.
At least now she and Loki are prepared for the horror show next month will bring.
Well I knew I would forget to update eventually, sorry about that.
Content warning for TMI as usual but also mentioning of my period cycle.
It's been a bit over a month on T. Changes have been minimal so far, but there have been some.
My voice isn't deeper per say, but it's easier for me to deep into lower registers I could already reach before. My morning voice is a bit deeper I think?
Still experiencing clitoral sensitivity which sucks majorly. Any kind of touch, even just washing, hurts.
I did have my cycle on time this month (I'm usually somewhat irregular). The general accompanying acne showed up. I noticed a couple days before it started that the general smell aligned with that of my period so be aware of that. It's normal even if you aren't bleeding yet. I started my period very light at first, there wasn't much bleeding but enough that I knew what it was the second day. It then kind of became more and more each day to where it would be a very bad idea to NOT wear some kind of collection for it. Sucks, but I'm hoping maybe next month I won't have one.
I'm lucky in that I already had some dark upper lip hair- moreso than the average afab individual. I can't tell if it's darker/thicker or not or if I'm just seeing things due to wishful thinking.
I havent had any anger I couldn't get on top of since that first time which has been a relief.
Being on T has made me feel more secure in my transnes, which is really nice.
I'm also gonna start tagging my posts with the relevant info so bottom growth, hair growth, etc, for easier searching in the future. :)