#periods?

[belayadyavol-a]

I'm so convinced yana doesn't actually punctuate texts

[where-is-the-angst]

i belong in a mental institution

[aspiring-artist-em]

I said Sorius has irregular period. I'm just thinking that could happen around Remus or Peter or James and the first time she must have been so embarrassed🫤

AHHHH I DONT WANNA THINK ABOUT IT

but if I did...

Sirius frowned, she had no idea why everyone was eyeing her weirdly. She was a thirteen year old girl, not a fucking serial killer. Sure, she got a new earring, was carrying the heavy cloak over her arm, and was holding her hair up with her wand, but she was just hot and for some odd reason, there was a pain in her stomach. It's not like she grew an extra head.

Actually, that was entirely possible.

Sirius looked to the nearest window, glanced at her reflection and breathed out a little sigh of relief when she realized that she, in fact, only had one head. So why was everyone fucking staring at her.

She heard James run up next to her, clasping a hand on her shoulder and yelling in her ear. She smiled as he kept ranting and raving about quidditch, a familiar fondness filling her chest. The two kept walking, not waiting for Peter or Remus, who were trailing behind them, stuck in their own conversation. This was how it usually was. Those two always trailed behind, calmly talking about class while James and Sirius put their heads together for some proper mischief making.

It was just like every other day.

Until Peter's voice rang loud in her ears, drowning out James's endless chattering, shocked and shrill, "Sirius, you're bleeding!"

Sirius stopped in her tracks.

What did he mean, she was bleeding?

Her voice was panicked when she spoke, "Pete, what the fuck do you mean? I'm not-"

He cut her off, desperate to prove that he was right. "Yes you are! There's blood on your thighs-"

Sirius whipped around, clasping her hand to his mouth. She saw his eyes go wide and his short, stout frame start trembling. She didn't know why her face was burning, why the deeply rooted shame she tried to bury started to creep up her neck and onto her ears.

Peter was trying to talk behind the hand over his mouth. Sirius was aware that everyone was staring. She was hyper-sensitive to the feeling of their eyes on her, to the sound of the way they whispered amongst themselves at the sight. She could imagine the conversations perfectly, the murmured, "look at Black, going crazy again", "so the rumors are true about their family."

For the first time ever, Sirius wanted to fucking disappear.

Remus was the first one to act, murmuring a spell before wrapping a hand around her waist and guiding her to the hospital wing. "Come on Sirius, let's get you to Madame Pomfrey, you must've just cut yourself."

Sirius nodded, letting herself be led by the other girl.

The four marauders never really talked about it later, at least to Sirius. Instead, it fell on Remus's shoulders to explain to each one of them, separately of course, what a period was and how to act around someone who was unaware they were bleeding though their clothing. Over the years, Sirius got better at recognizing the signs, the dull ache in her abdomen, the intense need for salt. She got better at walking in front of James- never Peter, she was too prideful to stoop that low- and asking if she was okay. They got better at murmuring spells to rid her thighs of the blood when she didn't notice, which was happened less and less often throughout the years. But it was nothing they ever talked about, if only to save Sirius from the shame.

[frannyzooey]

Where is Din Djarin’s hot skin under an even hotter shower while a snowstorm is brewing outside?

WHERE INDEED 🧐🧐

christ he would be like a furnace, that firm, solid body sliding against yours as you try to both fit inside that tiny fresher and the humid stall is filled with his masculine scent, his mouth tasting every inch of clean skin he can reach, his soaked dark curls draped over his brow and threaded through your fingers as you pull him closer, winding your leg up over his hip and encouraging him to press you into the wall; his large hands curling around your hips and skating splayed up your back as the steaming water pours over the both of you —

[victoreli]

do all dreams not have internal organs or is that just Matthew? Like how much did Niall know about anatomy of humans? did Aurora have them? if not then how did she give birth? if you're a child of a dream and a dreamer what sort of genes do you have? like aren't you half dream half dreamer

[creepycute-kitty-gf]

Day 141

So, I've been talking to some other girls and, apparently, hrt will cause all of the period symptoms for us aside from the bleeding part. Which might explain why I've felt like shit lately. Stomach aches, fatigue, moods. Fuck. I guess my cis friends were wrong when they said I was lucky to not have to deal with this bullshit.

[the-land-of-snr]

You ever think about how life has to suffer and die to sustain life?