I❤CODMEN(especially Nikto👅)

𓏲 Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Phillip Graves, Makarov, Keegan, König, Horangi, Nikto

Price

If his sanity was barely hanging on by a thread when he used the period simulator for a mere 10 minutes he cannot bear to imagine the intolerable amount of pain that must be coursing through your body right this instant and is very surprised at how well you're holding up (holy run-on sentence)

Won't ever comment or even lightly joke about your snappy attitude, his mere presence perhaps is too annoying right?

He knew women had it hard, but he wasn't aware to the full extent of all the miniscule things that made the week of your cycle feel like a battlefield, or even worse he'd argue

Has much more than just sympathy for you, his understanding of your pain goes deeper and that blooms into empathy and that goes even further and turns into compassion; he shows this by bringing you snacks on his way home, even flowers seem like a nice gesture as they decorate your dim vision with colors

He knows this is not enough, during this time you tend to seek comfort in simple but thoughtful gestures, knowing he is the man filled to the brim with warmth just for you, he decides to also take a break with you and tend to you but most importantly; remain by your side

Ghost

Doesn't want to admit it out loud but he was greatly humbled by the period simulator, remembering how much the pain resembled that of hell he is more than ready to gentle when you tell him you're on your period

Before he wouldn't really do anything extra for you, perhaps you would ask for him to pick something up from the store and he'd go only for him to get the wrong thing or forget something from your list, he'd never understand why you would be upset at him over it, now he knows just how much something that 'small' can mean to someone who is experiencing the most uncomfortable yet slowest and agonizing pain

He thinks a lot more on how you feel; ruminating over every habit of his that could potentially inconvenience you, he washes the dishes he just used, picks up the laundry and without a second thought changes the bedsheets if you stain them

And perhaps the most important to you; he listens to you, nodding along as you rant to him and even offering you to rub your back if that helps alleviate some pain, you gladly accept his offer

Soap

I wanna be funny and say he turns into one of those guys who starts crying and gets super sad if they find out someone is on their period, "nooo periods MUST end" "eat this knuckle sandwich period cramps!"

"..." as you roll your eyes and are so ready to take a painkiller and put some white noise to doze off to

Albeit annoying as he constantly ask what you need, what he can do, and leaving food/snacks on your nightstand constantly he does get all the household chores done when you told him to (you figured he would be busy with what for some time and would leave you alone)

He tried cooking you something only for it turn out inedible, but the thought of him slaving over a stove stressing out makes you see it as a cute gesture, he stuck with making simple teas so at least he didn't mess that up lol

Turned the tv on for you, you were halfway through a cheesy romcom movie you were watching for the shiggles when you turned only to find him standing in the doorway completely absorbed in the plot, actually cried a lot at the "sad" breakup scene considering he wasn't the one with messy hormones

Gaz

Even before the whole period simulator thing he made sure you were stocked up on pads, tampons or whatever else you used for when that time of the month came, he thought you had it pretty good, a bit of mild uncomfortableness for a week of rest, right?

Well that period simulator sure enlightened him, he found out that it wasn't just blood dripping down there, it was a plethora of symptoms and feelings that came with it, he knew cramps were bad but not THAT bad, somehow feels guilty as if he were the cause of your pain

Like promised he does buy extra of your fav foods that can be easily made if he's not around, and when he is home he makes a bigger effort to ensure that the meals he makes for you are to your liking and won't disturb your stomach

Will immediately drop anything he's doing if he so much feels you tug at his shirt to cuddle, now he is a lot more sensitive to what you're feeling and understands that sometimes the best comfort he can provide is his warmth embrace

Roach

From last time he learned that sometimes eating can be a real chore when you're experiencing horrible cramps or headaches because of your period, sometimes the only thing you want to do is lie down, so he decides to invest in getting you comfortable and soft blankets, pajamas or any loungewear

He'll surrender his clothes a lot more often now if you really want, even buys those plushies that you can put in a microwave and they'll be super soft and cuddly and warm that you just melt into them, comes home with at least five of those btw

He canNOT cook an elaborate meal that you're craving, and he gets nervous when you were desperately wanting a snack only for the store to have it out of stock and he comes home with an alternative instead not knowing if you'll just ignore him or decide to bury him six feet under

Alejandro

He was very bad with the period simulator, to the point it's embarrassing for him to talk about it, but he is a lot more alert to whenever you're irritated or get in a bad mood because of the strong cramps and heavy blood flow for the first couple of days of your period

Any minor show of discomfort and he's more than willing to drive you home if you're out, even if he's not there beside you, you might just be texting him to complain about how bad your period cramps are and how you can't wait to get home and just crash into bed

Don't be surprised if you check his location to find out he's 10 minutes away already with a bouquet of flowers + your fav takeout place ready to come rescue you, and don't even try to make excuses about how you need to stay at work or finish running errands, he WILL do anything he can to ensure you don't worry about anything other than taking care of yourself right now

Rudy

You casually mention you just got your period as you leave the bathroom and enter the living room to sit next to Rudy again, you feel him tense from his spot on the couch and you look up from your phone to see him already hurrying to get up

"Where are you going?" and he explains how he's going to make sure you're stocked up on pads/tampons, make sure the laundry is done and your blankets are clean so he can start setting up your resting area

You're confused until guilt floods you as you remember how a week ago you had made him do the period simulator and he barely was able to handle it, you had done it for fun but looks like he was still recovering from that

Still, you let him pamper you extra this time and assure him he's doing great when he awkwardly stands not knowing whether he's doing things right or not, but every time he remembers how he failed the period simulator he knows it's 10x worse for you because you can't just turn the pain off, this is the real thing not a simulator and he feels as if he can't do much to make up for that :(

Phillip Graves

No longer laughs when an acquaintance complains about their wives' period pain but instead just hardens his jaw as he thinks what a bastard they are for not understanding how difficult of a time this can be for those with periods

Thinks about what gift to get you when your next period comes along, since he knows how your mood can be really down in the dumps, all those headaches, bloating, aches, and low energy you display are no joke and he only got to experience the cramps now imagine all that combined...

Doesn't complain about how tired he is or brush you off if you're having trouble sleeping and want to stay up watching or reading something, will try to stay up with you before eventually nodding off as you try waking him up because you want him to be present until you fall asleep

Barely raises a brow if you curse every five minutes because you stained your fave pair of shorts or get cramps, Lord knows how much he was cursing when he used the period simulator..

Makarov

May not express any words of comfort but man knows not to ask stupid questions and get you everything without you needing to ask him, decides to add a reminder to his phone whenever your cycle is about to start so he can have everything prepared

Whatever you want he will try to get you, if you want to go out and eat out he won't hesitate to take you but if you don't feel like eating out he'll order you food and will hire someone to take over the kitchen for you if you don't have the energy to cook due to fatigue

Doesn't tease or make remarks as before and decides to keep quiet whenever he notices you haven't been resting well due to body aches or constantly getting up to change your pad, he may not be good at verbally expressing these things but has the resources to make this time of the month a little easier for you

Keegan

Is a lot more patient but doesn't want you to remind him how snappy he got when he used the period simulator, you've never been so cranky considering you're dealing with the real thing but he doesn't like that you're laughing about it now

Now he makes sure to make it is priority to get anything you ask him to buy at the store, he used to be pretty forgetful but damn if that simulator taught him anything is that cramps are nothing to be joking about, he'll even order light meals to make it easier on your upset stomach

You've used up all your stretchy and comfortable pajamas but he stays on top of washing them to make sure you can wear fresh ones each time you step out of the bath, stocks up the pantry so you can freely raid it every night if you feel like it, he only makes sure to pick up the empty containers of cookies or half-eaten bags of chips the next morning

König

If you're raving about something he's learned to shut up and not open his mouth to offer any input unless he wants to be scrubbing floors for a week straight, does it either way because you can barely bend or move as your body aches, but at least he's gotten a laugh out of you when you walk by and see his big frame on his knees desperately trying but failing to get a stain off of the floor

If you mention in passing how you're bleeding more than usual or feel dizzy he won't hesitate to immediately ask if you need to go to the doctor, or wait maybe even to the ER?!

He's certain that if it were men who experienced period pain there would have been a permanent cure or a lot more support provided by now, tbh you think he's more dramatic than you've ever been because of the period simulator

Horangi

He used to drag you to the gym even when you were on your period just for you to accompany him, but after trying the period simulator he doesn't force you anymore, matter of fact you can stay home as much as you want and he won't bother you about it, you feel icky and just super low on energy to the point you can't get things done

He's learned to be more communicative and learn what you need help with so he can at least try and be supportive, he's surprisingly efficient and it takes a huge load off your shoulders

Remembers the pain he felt when using the period simulator and learns to help with mood changes if you're having severe cramps, doesn't force anything and holds back on his impulsiveness for your sake

Will never underestimate how much pain you can take to the point he's lowkey a little scared of your strength when he was falling apart whenever he remembers the stomach cramps..

Nikto

Did not easily forget the terrible experience of going through the dreaded period simulator, he remembers how helpless he felt even as he was twisting in pain as you made him experience level 10 of cramps, and he only shudders thinking how your body handles that on a monthly basis

Watches and observes you whenever you mention you're on your period, a few times now you've noticed him looking over at you every time you walk out of the bathroom after changing your pad/tampon, is he looking for signs of distress?... either way he's not risking asking you to do stuff for him

Gives you lotssss of space since you honestly don't feel like cuddling and especially not when you've already take painkillers and don't feel them helping at all

John "Soap" MacTavish You're bouncing with excitement, dragging Soap toward Space Mountain. He's not listening. He's sniffing the air like a bloodhound. "D'you smell that?" "That's sunscreen, Soap." "No. It's glory. It's grease. It's roasted poultry!" He practically vaults a stroller. You blink and he's bartering with a vendor, two turkey legs in hand like sacred artifacts. "Babe," you sigh, "we haven't done a single ride-" "This is the ride.” He feeds you a greasy bite with glitter in his hair and juice running down his chin. "Mmm. Freedom." You give up and sit on a bench with him, turkey juice on your lap and love in your heart.

Simon Ghost" Riley You had an itinerary. A neatly color-coded one. Ghost had nodded solemnly when you went over it this morning. You were two feet into the park when he locked onto the first food cart like a predator. "They've got sit," he mutters. "What?" "The turkey leg. The massive one." "You promised fireworks!" The leg, sweetheart." And then he disappears. You find him later in a corner like a cryptid, mask slightly lifted, tearing into the leg with surgical precision. You sit beside him, defeated. He offers you a bite without looking. You take it. It's really, really good. Damn it.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick Gaz swore he'd do every ride with you. But then he saw someone walk by with a turkey leg the size of a toddler. "Wait. Hold on What is that." He runs over like he's reporting on the scene. "Look at this beast!" 'Gaz, we have Lightning Lane!" "We have priorities!" He holds it like a sacred relic. Grease stains his chin. You sit on a bench as he devours it, eyes closed in reverence. "I came for Disney," he moans, "but this is biblical." "You're the biblical one." "Worth it." He tries to offer you a bite, but it's just bone now.

John Price Price acts like he's enjoying himself. Takes your photos, holds your bag, nods at Mickey. But you catch the way his eyes dart to every food stand. "You alright?" you ask. "Mmhm. Just... recon." Then, with the seriousness of a man who's seen war, he turns to you: "I need one." "Need what?" "The leg." He returns ten minutes later with two. He hands you one like it's a proposal. This," he says, biting in, "is peace." You sit on a flower-dusted bench beside your bloodthirsty fiancé as he growls, "Better than Thanksgiving." You're never beating this memory.

Gary "Roach" Sanderson Roach is vibrating. Literally vibrating. The turkey leg is almost as tall as his torso, and he's skipping toward you like a proud gremlin. "I GOT IT," he signs frantically You 're covered in Mickey stickers and foam swords. "Roach. We're late for the parade." He's already gnawing. He drags you to a corner under Cinderella's Castle and gives you a greasy grin. The fireworks start. He doesn't flinch-he's too busy using his turkey leg like a pointer to describe the shapes. You roll your eyes, but you lean into him. The smell of barbecue and joy lingers into the night.

Nikolai He's the only person who makes turkey legs look classy. Dressed in a floral shirt, sunglasses on, Nikolai strolls through- Disney like he owns the park. You point excitedly to Dumbo. "One ride," he murmurs. "But first... meat." You blink and he's already traded three pins, a map, and probably a favor for the juiciest turkey leg in sight. "How did you-" "I know people." He picks at it delicately, almost elegantly. You want bite?" You do. It's glorious. "Now ride?" "Now nap," he says, stretched out on the bench with the leg like it's a luxury cigar.

Alejandro Vargas Alejandro keeps up the enthusiasm until a smell hits him like a freight train. He stops mid-sentence. "What is that divine scent?" "Probably turkey leg-" "WHERE. You don't even get to blink. He's halfway across the plaza, charming a vendor with his dimples and military swagger. "For mi amor, and for me." He returns triumphant, two turkey legs held aloft like twin sabers. He does not share. You glare. "You said it was for me!" "I lied. But look at it." You have to bribe a bite off him with a kiss. Worth it. Mostly.

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra Rudy was excited for all the cute couple photos... until he smelled smoke. Grilled smoke. "Cariño," he says softly, gripping your hand. "I think I smell heaven." "That's probably popcorn." "No. That is turkey." You sigh. Moments later, he returns with a turkey leg wrapped in napkins, reverently balanced in both hands like a child. "It's hot," he warns. You sit on a curb together and share it bite by bite. "Best date ever," he sighs. You smirk. "We haven't done anything else." "Exactly." He wipes grease from your cheek like it's an act of love. Honestly... it kind of is.

Valeria Garza Valeria wasn't even going to come to Disney. "Too crowded," she muttered. "Too loud." But one whiff of sizzling turkey and she transformed. "I want that." You try to stop her, but she's already intimidating a poor vendor into handing over the juiciest leg. She tears into it like a queen in warpaint, bloodthirsty and regal. "Want a bite?" she asks sweetly, waving it in front of you. "Say please." "Valeria, you have grease on your crown." "Battle trophy." You laugh, despite yourself. You'll get your ride eventually... once the turkey is gone and her bloodlust is satisfied.

Keegan Russ You're showing Keegan the map, pointing out rides, parades, character meets-he's quiet. Focused. Then he sees it: someone walks by with a massive turkey leg. His voice is low. "I need that." "Keegan, the Haunted Mansion-" "That." He disappears like a shadow, reappearing with a glint in his eye and an entire smoked bird in his hand. " This is the real haunted attraction,” he mutters, eyes full of reverence. You sulk on a bench. He eats like a predator, methodical and silent. Then he hands you a piece without looking. You take it. You understand now. You forgive him. Sort of.

König Poor König thought he could handle Disney crowds. He really did. But two hours in, he's flushed, overwhelmed, and trailing behind you like a lost child. Then he spots it. The leg. The one beacon of comfort in a world of overstimulation. "Can I—?" he asks softly. You nod. Five minutes later, he's perched under a shaded awning, holding a turkey leg like it's his emotional support animal. "This helps," he says between bites. You abandon your ride schedule and sit beside him, quietly watching ducks. You wrap your arm around his. It's not Space Mountain. But it's peace.

Nikto He didn't want to come. Called Disney "loud capitalist fantasy." You insisted. He relented. But now... he's sniffing the air. "It's smoky," he mutters. "Carnivorous." "That's the BBQ cart, babe." "I must study it." Ten minutes later, he's returned with the biggest turkey leg in the park and a cup of soda bigger than his head. "Behold. Victory." He eats it silently, unnervingly, while children stare. You're not sure if he's enjoying it or plotting something. Then he offers you a bite, wordlessly. You take it. It's good. suppose," he says, "this kingdom has value. He licks his fingers like a villain."

Krueger You're not even sure how he vanished. One minute you're pointing out the castle, the next-gone. You find him later at a food stand, chewing slowly on a turkey leg, sunglasses on, unbothered. "You ditched me." "You were distracted by singing rodents." "That's the entire point of this place." "This is the point," he says, holding up the turkey leg like an offering You give up. You sit beside him while he picks the meat apart like a field surgeon. Romantic," you mutter. "Don't talk with your mouth full," he replies, biting in. You grin. Fine. Turkey it is..

Philip Graves Graves is in a floral shirt and aviators, talking a big game. "We're gonna hit every roller coaster. Eat our weight in churros. You and me, sweetheart-this day is ours Then he sees the turkey leg. "...Forget everything I just said." He runs. You chase after him, laughing, as he cuts off a line of dads and wheelchairs to secure the prize. He bites into it like he's in an action movie. "Now this," he says through mouthfuls," this is the American dream." You grab his hand and smear grease on his knuckles. He doesn't even flinch. He just grins wider.

Farah Karim She wanted to experience everything. She had her list ready: parades, fireworks, churros, Small World. But the second she saw someone walk by with a hunk of roasted meat-plans changed. "We'll do it after," she swore. That "after" never came. She sat on a bench with the leg in both hands like it was a gift from God. "Look at this thing. Look at it!" She bit in like it owed her money. "Farah, we have a time slot for the Star Wars ride-" "I'm busy with turkey diplomacy." You sit beside her. She 's glowing. You give in. This is the ride.

Hadir Karim Hadir had stars in his eyes. You were- halfway to the Dumbo ride when he froze. Do you smell that?" You didn't even have time to answer before he was sprinting! You caught up just in time to see him cradling a turkey leg like it was his newborn child. "They give this to civilians? This power?" He's already devouring it. "I can see the future." "What does it look like?" "It tastes like this." You had other plans, but watching him tear through smoked meat with cartoon music in the background is better than anything you imagined.

Alex Keller Alex's grin widens the moment he sees the leg. "You think they'll let me get two?" "You haven't even had one yet." "I'm planning ahead." He buys two. Double-fisting turkey like some medieval prince, he offers you a bite but it's messy and your dignity says no. Until he gives you that look. You lean in. He grins, smears grease on your nose. "You're adorable." "You're disgusting." He doesn't deny it. He's got barbecue sauce on his neck and no regrets. The castle sparkles in the distance. The only thing he remembers about today will be the turkey. And you.

Kate Laswell Kate pretends she's here for the memories For you. For the whimsy. She even posed with Goofy. But the second she saw a teenager bite into a massive turkey leg, she whispered, "Oh, hell yeah." You tried to stop her. You failed. She returned triumphant, sunglasses lowered, chomping into a leg like it owed her money. "You should try this," she says. "I've got standards," you mumble. But when she offers you a bite? You fold. It's glorious. See?" she says, licking her fingers. "Magic kingdom, my ass. This is magic." She's got sauce on her sleeve and zero shame.