#tampons

i personally have only very rarely ever used tampons due to personal preference but I remember how friends used to tell me about how they felt it was making their cramps and overall period worse and i heard women talk about starting to use reusable cloth-pads and other alternatives and how much better it got for them - how their flow got weaker, their overall period got shorter and the pain was less

Csm - Denji x fem!reader

Fluff

Can you do headcanons od denji learning how to be a good boyfriend and be there for you , especially when its during the monthly cycle so denji has to learn about it and what to do 🥹🙏🏻

Thank youu <33

𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝔂𝓬𝓵𝓮

Denji x fem!reader

Of course!! I can’t promise it will be the best but I’ll try!

Denji has a specifically hard time learning how to be a good boyfriend when it comes to serious topics, but he tries to make as much time as you need mentally

Denji doesnt know much about women, he just knows he loves them, especially you. So he tries his hardest.

Denji tends to stress a bit when it comes to your monthly cycle. The first time he heard you were on your period, he got so confused.

Denji when sent out to buy pads/tampons freaks out not knowing how much you bleed and just buys the thickest and biggest size he knows of! (He didn’t think to ask you before leaving, but he would not be afraid to ask for help on which is thicker though!)

Wroetoshaw x reader / Harry Lewis x reader

Tamp-out, not Tamp-in

The day had started like any other day. Harry had left your shared flat early in the morning to head off to a Sidemen shoot, and you’d left not long after him to your own job. Knowing Harry was likely going to be at the studio filming all day, it was your turn to sort out dinner. You stopped by the local M&S on your way home to get a few things before you’d jump back on the tube home, and that’s when things went south.

You ducked into the shop bathroom with the goal of changing your tampon before you did your shopping and headed home. Unfortunately as you tried to pull it out, the string snapped, and the tampon was still firmly lodged up inside your vagina. Some quiet swearing, several squats and sweating in a public loo stall later, that sucker was still up there and not budging. You figured that was a later problem for when you got home.

Cut to when you got home later, and your earlier problem was most definitely still a problem.

“Fucking shit… stupid bloody thing” you grumbled “just fuckin come out!”

A trail of clothes led from the front door to where you were in the bathroom, with one foot up on the toilet and the other foot on the floor in an effort to reach inside yourself and pull the string-less tampon out. No success as of yet. You tried another position hoping to have some success.

“please come out…. Pleeeasssseee”

Nope.

Cue more swearing.

A quick Google later told you to try pushing it out using your pelvic floor muscles. Also no success on that front. One wikihow article suggested a hot bath and an orgasm - you were NOT in the mood for either right now. You were too over stimulated and heated to even think about getting into hot water and getting your rocks off, let alone whether it would help.

You were at your wits end, debating whether to scream or cry when Harry arrived home for day.

“Hey babe, I’m home!” He shouted from the living room, dropping his bag on the floor and noting the clothes trail to the bathroom.

“Can you come to the bathroom Harry I need your help” you replied, a slight touch of panic in your voice.

Harry came straight to the bathroom, and burst out laughing at the sight. You were stood naked in your shared bathroom, hair slightly frizzy from the frustration and a look of despair on your face. “What’s the matter love, you look fuckin ropable” he laughed

“My tampons stuck” you replied, a small wobble to your bottom lip “and I’ve tried everything but it won’t come out” a small wave to your voice showed you were nearly to tears but Harry clearly missed that.

Harry burst into laughter again before glancing around the bathroom quickly.

“This isn’t one of those TikTok prank videos is it” he asked, looking for your phone.

“Babe I’m naked, of course I’m not filming” you deadpanned “this isn’t a prank video, I really do need your help”

Harry stopped laughing when he noticed the stessed look on your face and smiled at you, stepping forward while grinning to plant a kiss on your hairline

“Aw baby, I’m sorry I laughed” he chuckled “but you gotta admit, you look a right mess”

A small smile graced your lips as you looked past Harry to the mirror and saw the state of you “yeah I guess I do look a bit insane” you allowed, reaching up to play with his hoodies drawstrings and pressing a small kiss to the underside of his jaw “it really is stuck in there though. The string broke off and my fingers aren’t long enough so I can’t get it out, can you help me”

Harry sighed dramatically “if I must”

Yes, finally some hope.

“Ok right well I need you to reach in and pull it out, can you do that?” You asked, looking up at him.

He grimaced slightly “ugh yeah if I have to”

He stepped back and pulled off his blue hoodie and shirt, leaving him in just his shorts.

You frowned “babe why do you look so uncomfortable about this, it’s not like you’ve never had your hand inside me before”

“I know but I’m not usually doing an excavation job for you” he whined “usually its more fun for us both and results in sex”

You laughed at his uncomfortable face as he knelt down on the floor between your knees before you placed the other foot gently up on his shoulder, holding your weight in the foot still flat on the bathroom floor. He got into position between your legs ready to help, grumbling all the while “….lucky I love you…. should’ve grabbed a bloody head torch or some tongs….. I better get a proper kiss after this….”

A few seconds later and Harry gave a triumphant yell “Aha!” as he stood up, string-less tampon in hand.

You sagged down to sit on the toilet lid in relief, a weight lifted off your shoulders (and a pressure out of your pelvis)

“Thank you so much Harry, you don’t understand how much I needed your help” you gushed as he chucked the old tampon away, washed his hands before turning back to you and leaning down for a kiss.

“I’m a hero, what can I say” he bragged “I’ll happily accept a massage as payment”

You rolled your eyes while he grinned at you and gently shoved him away before asking “join me in the shower? I’ll wash your hair with my nice shampoo and we can call it even”

He immediately perked up at that idea and scrambled to take his shorts and underwear off and you both jumped into the shower.

As promised, you washed and scrubbed his hair, even giving him a scalp massage which left him like putty in your hands. Cosy and feeling soft from his spa treatment, you ended up curled up on the sofa with each of you wearing one of Harry’s classic blue hoodies. You had Harry draped across you, his head on your chest and his arms wrapped round you keeping you firmly in place as his pillow under him, your chin gently resting on the top of his head with his fluffy still slightly damp hair occasionally tickling you. Sacking off the idea of cooking dinner after your stressful evening, you ordered a takeaway and cuddled into your man while watching TV and waiting on your food being delivered.

Midway through the latest episode of Doctor Who and 7/8ths of his pizza eaten, Harry snorted and said “babe you’re lucky I was here to help get that tamp-out, not keep the tamp-in”

You paused “…sweetie it’s called a tampON”

By inserting these soft tampons before sex and positioning them correctly, you can trust them to safely absorb any blood that flows whilst you're having sex without leaking or causing pain during sex. They're soft and convenient - here's how to use them: