YourIconicMigraine

@sckullcandy123456 is my main blog

Transgender, bisexual, polyamorous

My pronouns are he/it/she ((preferred order))

you can call me YIM ((my artist name)) short for YourIconicMigraine

I speak English and some French

I post my photography, writings, and art here

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️ furries, therians, thespians, freaks, and nerds are welcome 🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈

Racist, fascist, sexist, bigot, misogynistic, maga, homophobic, ableist and just overall xenophobia or discrimination will not be tolerated. I want to have a safe community for everybody. ❤️

I don’t write rape, piss kink, pedolaphilia, vore, or CISHET relationships ((sorry straight people, no hate but it really makes me uncomfortable))

I do write NSFW from time to time

I LOVE to look and listen to the lore of ppl’s OC’s

"TAMPONS, DAD. I NEED TAMPONS."

((healing my father issues with this one🗣️🗣️🗣️))

gn reader, however talk about period.. so blood warning ig

Not proofread, I literally just wrote this as I was about to sleep.

Platonic obvi

First time writing for my favorite pro hero!!!

It was a groggy Saturday morning, and your dad had the day off. It was nice, you woke up to the smell of bacon and eggs and had a nice afternoon together! You guys were having a lazy day, watching movie after movie on the couch. Having stomach pain, you paused the movie and said you were gonna use the bathroom. Your dad was chill'n as he understood.

However, it had been around 15 minutes, and like the good-hearted dad he is, decided to check on you. He knocked on the door, "Kiddo, you okay?" He could hear your voice, complaining about some sort of ache.. "Can I have some space please?" You ask, not masking the pain in your voice. "I respect that!" He said, "however! You sound like you're not feeling good! Can I do something for you, honey?" You groan, why did you have to have such a caring dad?? "DAD. I'M BLEEDING AND IN PAIN. PLEASE. I WOULD LIKE SOME SPACE." His eyes widened with shock and a bit of fear. His precious kiddo hurt? Bleeding? He could only think of the worst before his spiraling thoughts got interrupted by your scream "SON OF A- UGH!! WE'RE OUT!!" You were sitting on the toilet, free bleeding, while looking in the cabinet under the sink. No tampons, no pads, nothing. You really didn't wanna use toilet paper.. maybe you could ask your father to go to the store? But it might be awkward.. so you can just keep it subtle. "Hey dad? Can you go buy me some... Y'know-...?" Hizashi was leaning against the door frame, here for you. "I don't think I get what you're trying to say!" You smack your head, please don't make you say it.. you're not sure if you can handle embarrassment like that right now... "Y'know... Can you buy me the thing? Since I'm bleeding?" "Oh! Like a bandage? I can totally go do that! What type do you need? Because I know we have some in the medicine cabinet above the sink! But I can totally buy some more if we're out!" You put your head between your hands and sighed. "NO DAD! NOT THAT TYPE OF BLEEDING!" A moment goes by as he replied, matching your energy, "THEN WHAT TYPE OF BANDAGE? GAUZE?" really? You sigh and after a moment, "TAMPONS, DAD. I NEED TAMPONS."

Like- my mans a twink-

He grumpily pulls you into a tighter embrace and turns the alarm off