Prompt: When you're on your period (Patreon)

It's that time of the month and you're feeling rightfully like crap. How do the monstrous guests and staff deal with your suffering?

Content: various monsters x afab reader (mention of periods), partly NSFW

Centaur Manager is a researcher. The first time it happened he was taken by surprise, ashamed to discover he hadn't actually learned as much about humans as he originally thought. How could he miss such a vital piece of knowledge? He nearly compromised your well-being at work! Don't worry, he won't fail you twice. The following month he's carrying around a heavy handbook comprising of tips and advice. Your locker has been filled with supplements, hygiene products, heating pads (you can never have too many), as well as your favorite snacks. You're almost a little frustrated with his overly anxious approach to the matter, following behind you in secrecy and touching you with visible hesitation. You have to understand, he just doesn't want to make it worse for his precious little human employee.

You assumed that Minotaur Maid would find your monthly bleeding as something to keep his distance from, given his visceral fear of germs. One vital detail, however, escaped your considerations: that the labyrinth beast is utterly enamored with his little human underling. He'll be the first to run you a hot bath and help you relax against any discomfort potentially bothering you. Moreover, his lewd particularities are further encouraged by your situation; he'll beg on his knees to eat you out, to feel your scent and your warmth. Don't be ridiculous, a true monster doesn't shy away from some blood. It's almost comical seeing him act so feral, a far cry from the usual strict frown. He can't help it; you're extra flavorful around this time.

Puppy Hybrid is eager to help with your pain, though you're not entirely sure how much of it is altruism and how much of it horniness. The best treatment, he says, is a good fuck. Forget the pills and homemade remedies, you just need to come. You have to give credit where it's due: your complaints are often quick to fade once he mounts you in all his greed, pinning you down and thrusting sloppily until your eyes roll back. On the other hand, you're rather convinced his solution is not as universal as he claims it to be. "It's just a headache- no" you frown at his rapidly growing erection. Good Lord, have you somehow conditioned him to look forward to your hardships?

Vampire Noble is an educated, well-mannered man who's had centuries to polish up his etiquette. He's royalty, you see. Whatever you've witnessed in popular human media about vampires being unable to contain their thirst for blood does not apply to someone of his status. That's what he confidently told himself, until he discovered - lamentably and shamefully - that his infatuation with you disregards any proper conduct. He can sense from miles away that you've begun your menstruation cycle. You first suspected you might've annoyed his Highness, as he avoided your presence and refused to gaze in your direction. Then you noticed his shaking hands, and his labored breaths: he can barely contain himself around you. Unless you want to be ravaged on the spot, please keep a safe distance.

It turns out that there's certain unexpected benefits to Alien Priest's fortune telling. You can't recall the last time you needed to use some sort of calendar helper; the masked creature will simply let you know when the time approaches. Although his first premonition nearly earned him a broom smack from you. "Must be the hormones," he nonchalantly declared upon observing your behavior. After some back and forth and thrown accusations of misogyny, you finally understood that his comment was quite literal. "Why else would I make such a statement if not because of your human peculiarities," he retorted, bells dangling in despair. Ah, humans and their unpredictability.