So my phone glitched and every quote had the same gif of Dark. But THEN AS I KEPT GOING IT CHANGED?!? i’m low-key mad bc wow tumblr go home your drunk but also I’m like???? Why???? @markiplier make it stop
A/N/Summary: Because stereotypes suck, that’s why. No, really. Every time I see a fanfic about reader on her periods it’s always painful and crying and shouting. Not everyone gets to be victimized (as much at least) by their hormones and act stereotypically influenced by what’s going on in the between of their legs. of course I’m not hating on anyone who experiences those symptoms what so ever! Why would I? I mean, it hurts for me too these days, but about two years ago I never felt anything when I were on my periods. No pain, no mood swings (still no mood swings, no changes in my diet) but I know there are more girls and women who do not ’belong’ to that typical period experiencing category. So this for you girls, for them who experience their periods ’differently’.
You were cooking in the kitchen while Sherlock sat behind you, on the other side of the kitchen table. You and him and been chatting twenty minutes straight about stereotypes. You couldn’t even remember anymore how you two had ended up with this subject, but you felt happy for it. You felt like you were educating your smart ass friend by answering to his questions.
”Pink as a favorite color?” Sherlock had dig into the more ridiculous stereotypes by now as he, for a man who read science and biology hardly believed in stereotypes, had already questioned you of the ’hard ones’.
”That is more of an opinion question.” You taunted with a disappointed smirk. Sherlock hummed signaling you he had heard you, but not giving away how he felt for your statement.
Sherlock had his elbows on the table, his palms pressed together and fingers touching his chin. He was staring at you intently, his eyes blinking rarely, but it didn’t make you feel uncomfortable. You knew that look. You had seen him making it when he was hearing out his clients. If a case was interesting enough his stare would deepen, eyes wide just slightly and head tilting upwards.
”What about women riding cars?” You asked from Sherlock instead after a minute of silence. He scoffed, rolling his eyes and closing them for a long second, then frustratedly waved his hands and let them rest on the table. ”That is a stereotype that can’t be proven by biology, mostly.” He said the last word after giving it a second thought. ”Comparing women and men on driving and ending up with the solution that favors the stereotype is impossible. There are numerous studies that prove against it. Women have actually been said to be better at driving than men, known to be more considerate and less erratic than men.” He said without skipping a beat.
”I wasn’t doubting it.” You cut in to his rant.
”Good.” He said. You waited a second before coming up with another question, but Sherlock got there first as his gaze on you deepened. You knew from the look that this would be a tricky question for you to answer to. He had drawn his hands together again, giving you the look as if you were his client and he had just heard your story staring to get interesting, his eyes lit up as he went to ask his perfect question.
”Acting differently while menstruation.” He said the words carefully, but held the intimidating look on his face as if this was the question that would beat you. Of course it wasn’t a contest. Or to you it wasn’t. Okay, maybe it was, but only if you would be challenged. Sherlock of course didn’t much base his opinions on stereotypes but to facts and science so you couldn’t feel bad for what ever the real answer to these presumptions would be. You knew Sherlock would only give you answers based on truth.
”A stereotype.” You answered and expected him to go for the next, but the look that spread on his face signaled that this was far from over. His eyes went wide, then a disagreeing scowl took place on his pale face and he questioned: ”A stereotype?” You nodded your head and repeated the words after him.
”No it isn’t. Biologically women are influenced by their hormones while on their periods. It affects on their emotions and acts. I’ve seen you throw a fit repeatedly and as days go by then you becoming your peaceful and carefree self again.” Sherlock had kept an eye on you, trying to track down your behavior in an experiment bases, but your mood swings usually didn’t match with his calculations.
”You have been eating junk food three days or more in a row,-” You cut him off there and said, ”I’m on my periods, Sherlock.” He looked at you in silence a second before smiling doubtingly at you. ”No, you had your menstruation last week.” He was referring to your last weeks bad mood, how you easily got angry and would snap when approached.
”No, I didn’t. I’m on my periods right now.” You stated and put your hands on your waist. ”And like I just said, it’s a stereotype that girls act off while on periods. I may not know how the hormones work on me, but I know I’m quite the same when I’m on them.” You waited for Sherlock to say something but instead he just urged you to continue with your speech by nodding his head. ”I never feel pain or spontaneously change my diet. The only thing that might be different is that I need to use the bathroom more often on bad days.”
Sherlock gave you one last suspicious look and then asked you, ”Are you sure?” You wanted to slap him. Were you sure you were on your periods? Yes. Were you sure you were in control of your moods and acts? Definitely.
”Yes, Sherlock.” You sighed. ”Like I said, I’m not feeling any different and I am hundred precent sure I’m on my periods.”
”Interesting.” Sherlock muttered as his eyes fell on the table. You arched an eyebrow at that. Was it really? You couldn’t help but blurt out, ”Really?” His eyes lift up and he looked at you. ”Really.” He said. ”Tell me more.”
You hesitated, but then opened your mouth to ask him anyway, ”Of what?”
”Of your symptoms while on your periods.” He rushed you to educate him.
”I don’t know…” You awkwardly muttered and scratched the back of your head, leaning against the kitchen counter behind you. Sherlock questioned why not and you could feel yourself blush a bit. ”It’s not something men and women comfortably discuss about. I don’t want to gross you out.”
Sherlock stood up from his chair, the legs of the said furniture making a noise while sweeping over the wooden floor. He walked right in front of you and took a stand before you. He put his hands on each side of your face and made you look at him, his soft eyes reaching for yours and when they met you couldn’t look away.
”You would never.” And he kissed your forehead. You smirked at his statement and had to ask him was that a challenge, to which he only chuckled.
(Okay, now my thumb hurts like hell, guess I’ll need to stop writing for today…. and for some reason I feel like this sucks, ugh…)
NCT 127 reaction to their gf who always puts her hands under their shirt or up their sleeves to feel their skin as a habit
‘’Hello, can you do nct 127+bts reaction to their gf always puts her hands under their shirt or up their sleeves to feel their skin as a habit 😇 thank you in advance’’ - @sinerwhoisasin
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Unfortunately. Wish I owned them. Especially Johnny.
Would definitely be surprised every time your hand would creep underneath his shirt and perhaps jump back just a little. He wouldn’t mind it in the end, though, he’d just laugh about it and let you be.
He would prefer it, though, if you up his sleeves instead as it would make him feel more comfortable - so just to make him more comfortable you would up his sleeve more, only put your hand under his shirt if you two were in a teasing mood, or something. Taeyong would also prefer it if the two of you were alone, the guys were big teases, after all.
When the two of you were alone, he was working and you were simply reading a book. The book became boring after a while, so you’d grab your laptop and casually sit next to him and do your own stuff.
After a couple of minutes, you would up his sleeve unintentionally while watching a video and stroke his arm a bit. Taeyong shivered for a bit, and lost all concentration in his work as he glanced over to you.
‘’Ah, really, Y/N? Now? You’re too cute,’’ he laughed.
Would probably tease you a little about it every time your habit would show up. Not just with words, but also actions - starting to sit closer to you, stare at you until you noticed what you were doing, and so on.
He wouldn’t really mind it, but just like Taeyong I think he would feel more comfortable if you two were alone. Especially since his hyungs would also tease him about it, and also just the feeling of being touched underneath his shirt in public, where everyone could see it. Of course if you’d up his sleeve, he’d be cool with that everywhere.
Since you and Mark weren’t good in cooking at all, you decided to do the groceries so you did at least something for dinner, instead of letting the other guys do everything. The two of you stood still at the cooling section where the different kinds of meat, chicken and fish were. You were both looking for the meat the other guys told you to get, but couldn’t find it easily.
While just standing there and looking, your hand would up his sleeve and just rest against his soft and fair skin which caught Mark off guard.
‘’I don’t think I would be good to use for dinner, Y/N. Try again,’’ He’d tease as he slightly chuckled.
WinWin would definitely be so shy about this if you were with the other guys. Not only because they would tease him, but also because he wouldn’t exactly know how to respond to them very well in Korean - he’s learning, though.
If it was just the two of you, he would be so comfortable and casually join you with the skin touching, even if it was just a habit of yours. He loved it, though, he thought it was cute and that you were just the cutest thing ever.
The two of you were just chilling in the living room, watching a movie in silence until your hand moved underneath his shirt and would casually rest on his belly. He’d abruptly look at you as he blinked a couple of times, but quickly wrap his arms around you as he laughed.
‘’Ahhh you’re so cute, Y/N! It tickles, though!’’
Okay so I guess we’re almost done with the innocent ones, but then there’s Yuta. Every time your habit would show, this guy would tease you so, so much. He couldn’t care less if the guys were around when you’d put your hand under his shirt, or up his sleeve without realizing it at that moment. He would simply tease you back, that’s all.
The two of you were cooking for the others, and you had finished your part so all you could do now was stand next to Yuta and watch him prepare his part. He was cooking the chicken and seasoning it, you just watched.
Without realizing it, you stood closer to him than before and your rather cold hands would slip underneath his shirt and simply rest there. Yuta smirked a little, especially when some of the guys walked in.
He quickly grabbed a glass and filled it with water, handing it over to you as the grin on his face became bigger and bigger.
‘’Seems like you’re rather thirsty, Y/N. Here, drink something.’’ He frowned, causing you to blush out of embarrassment and quickly withdraw your hand.
Taeil would be rather confused. How did this become your habit in the first place? Did you expect something as you touched his body? He had no idea, but apparently it became a habit and he had to deal with this. He didn’t exactly mind it, but it confused him, that’s all.
The two of you were washing the dishes, and his part was to dry them and put them away. Your task was easy and done quicker than Taeil’s. While waiting for him you’d put both your hands underneath his shirt as you waited.
Taeil shivered a bit and looked at you, confused like usual.
‘’Y/N, I don’t have any ABS!’’ He would respond, thinking that was what you were aiming for.
This guy’s a meme, though. And a happy bunny. But he would be so incredibly shook every time your hand was touching his body - was it a hint? Was there something wrong? Or right? Were you trying to tell him something?
At the most random moments, he felt your hand resting on his belly and he would look so confused and shocked. He’d clear his throat as he looked at you, slightly uncomfortable of your random actions which turned out to be one of your weird habits.
‘’Eh, Y/N… Something the matter?’’
Haechan would somehow be like Yuta, but in a fun way. I don’t think Haechan would diss you as much (especially in front of others) like Yuta would. He’d tease you in a way so you wouldn’t mind it, either.
Your habit was to up his sleeve at random times, to feel his skin and then down his sleeve again once you were done. At first it really confused the heck out of this naughty Maknae, but at some point he got used to your funny habit.
Like mentioned before, you’d do it at incredibly random times - when you were out for dinner, maybe, just sitting at home, doing chores; random times. Haechan would laugh mischievously as he felt his sleeve going up his arm again and felt your soft hand against his skin.
‘’I know you love me, Y/N. Words are enough, you know? No need to get so intimate.’’ He’d laugh out loud.
Would be both confused but also chill about it on the outside, but sort of shook on the inside. Of course he had never experienced this before he met you, but then again - this habit is what made you, you. And that is who he fell in love with. Then again, it had him shocked every time, but he wouldn’t let you know.
The two of you were just chilling in the practice room after NCT’s practice was over, you were planning on going out for dinner soon but you let Jaehyun rest for a little bit. You sat down next to him and after a minute or two he’d feel your hand going up his body.
‘’Ahh, Y/N. You’re doing it again.’’ He would remove your hand from his body as he looked at you, smiling awkwardly. ‘’I’m sweating, it’s gross. Please not now.’’
Again. Johnny. Where to start. He had gotten used to it by now, and would probably go all savage on you at first, you’d probably get a little angry because you really can’t help your weird habit, but he’d make it up to you soon by kissing your cheek and hugging you, or whatsoever. He did see it as a compliment, though. You wouldn’t touch him if you didn’t like any of his features, so that’s that.
English wasn’t your first language, you knew it well but you wanted to know things better, so of course you would ask Johnny(or Mark, but only if Johnny was very busy which wasn’t often as he always made time for you). He’d explain you the things you didn’t understand, help you with some grammar or expand your vocabulary. He stopped in the middle of his sentence as he felt that you upped his sleeve again while looking at the text he had written.
He frowned as he began leaning against you teasingly.
‘’You know, saying the words ‘oh daddy’ would’ve been a better hint, Y/N. This one’s becoming old.’’
‘’This isn’t funny, Johnny! Ugh, I’m sorry.’’
‘’Don’t apologize. It’s too funny, and cute.’’ He’d say as he quickly pressed a kiss onto your forehead and continued explaining what he was explaining to you before.
(I needed an excuse to use this gif and it doesn’t fit but I love this okay, deal with it : ) )
A/N: Hope it’s okay and ugh iT’S SO LONG AGAIN SORRY?
being intimate with credence would include’s // credence barebone
request: Why did you make me fall in love with credence again I was just starting to get over him a lil :’( just kidding I’ll never get over him lmao but seriously, can you please do some more headcanons for him, like first time being intimate if that’s okay? (by anon)
a/n: looK AT HIM IN THIS GIF FUCK HE’S SO CUTE UGH FUCK ME
- it had taken nearly half a year for you to have been able to convince credence that it was okaY to even kiss you on the cheek
- being intimatE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAH
- but seriously
- he would have to ask you 13 times if it was okay to kiss you
- hE FUCKIN CUTE HELP
- but if you really got credence in the mood tho ;-))
- you would have to coax him through nearly the whole process - which was quite a lengthy one ;-))))))))))
OK I NEED TO STOP WTF
- the way credence would look at you throughout the whole thinG THO
- DARK AND SULTRY
- it would make you feel slightly insecure at first, but credence would be so loving and gentle that you really didn’t care as long as you were with him
HOW DO I GET FROM CORRUPTED AF TO SO VANILLA BIRBGIW
- credence would be trying so hard to be calm and controlled but he really can’t resist
- ‘are you okay?’ ‘i’m not hurting you, right?’ LIKE EVERY 15 SECONDS
- but it’s actually really sweet
*welp five more years till im allowed to even consider dating* (KIERA AGREES LIKE TUMBLR IS GOING “we’re forever single” but what if you’re like underage and still have a curfew)
- credence would be incredibly nervous after the whole thing
- he would probably wondering if he was good enough, or that you could do better than him
- and you would just smother him in little kisses and assure him that he’s perfect
- because let’s ALL admit it, credence is too precious for any of us, am i rIGHT MACUSA
a/n: ITS FINE I HAVE MY BOLSTER TO CUDDLE WITH I DONT NEED NO MAN ITS FINE :’-)