Susie - Deltarune

She/her - friend

Being one of the only humans in hometown was one thing, but being a woman was even worse. There was barely any knowledge on humans in general, let alone the menstrual cycle and any other bodily needs women had. So you had to learn by yourself, which proved to be hard but you powered through it for all your life alone.

Well, almost alone. Your childhood friend, Susie, was there for you too since the two of you were little girls. She liked to act all tough and uncaring but you noticed how she’d be slightly less rough with you whenever you told her you were on your period, she would throw chocolates at you and say “you said you liked them, don’t make this weird!”, but she would secretly smile when you thanked her. And while she didn’t physically experience what you were going through, she wanted to learn more about it. Out of curiosity of course! Not because she wanted to make you feel better or .. anything.

So she had spent the last few weeks scavenging any information on menstrual cycles she could find, god her search history looked weird. But at last came around the dreadful monthly cycle of pain and bleeding for you. You laid in bed while gripping at your stomach, one moment burying yourself in the blankets and the next moment throwing them off yourself because it was ‘too hot’.

But your glooming got interrupted by the slow creak of your door opening, and there stood Susie, holding what seemed to be some chocolates and a heating pad. And when you asked her? “I’m just being a good friend, don’t take it too seriously..” she grumbled, and yet she still closed the door behind herself and approached you.

And somehow the two of you ended up on your bed, the lights dim as she spooned you from behind, her large clawed hand over your lower stomach where the heating pad was also gently pressed. Her head rested atop of yours as she relaxed into the hold, “hope this helps your pain, it seems like it sucks.” She said after a while of comfortable silence

She/her - lover

Being one of the only humans in hometown was one thing, but being a woman was even worse. There was barely any knowledge on humans in general, let alone the menstrual cycle and any other bodily needs women had. So you had to learn by yourself, which proved to be hard but you powered through it for all your life alone.

Well, almost alone. Your childhood friend turned girlfriend, Susie, was there for you too since the two of you were little girls. She liked to act all tough and uncaring but you noticed how she’d be slightly less rough with you whenever you told her you were on your period, she would throw chocolates at you and say “you said you liked them, don’t make this weird!”, but she would secretly smile when you thanked her. And while she didn’t physically experience what you were going through, she wanted to learn more about it. Out of curiosity of course! Not because she wanted to make you feel better or .. anything.

So she had spent the last few weeks scavenging any information on menstrual cycles she could find, god her search history looked weird. anything for love, though. But at last came around the dreadful monthly cycle of pain and bleeding for you. You laid in bed while gripping at your stomach, one moment burying yourself in the blankets and the next moment throwing them off yourself because it was ‘too hot’.

But your glooming got interrupted by the slow creak of the door opening, and there stood Susie, holding what seemed to be some chocolates and a heating pad. And when you asked her? “I’m just being a good girlfriend, can’t a gal help out her girl?..” she grumbled, and yet she still closed the door behind herself and approached you.

And somehow the two of you ended up on y’all’s bed, the lights dim as she spooned you from behind, her large clawed hand over your lower stomach where the heating pad was also gently pressed. Her head rested atop of yours as she relaxed into the hold, “hope this helps your pain, it seems like it sucks.” She said after a while of comfortable silence

They/them - lover

Being one of the only humans in hometown was one thing, but being born with ovaries was even worse. There was barely any knowledge on humans in general, let alone the menstrual cycle and any other bodily needs. So you had to learn by yourself, which proved to be hard but you powered through it for all your life alone.

Well, almost alone. Your childhood friend turned lover, Susie, was there for you too since the two of you were kids. She liked to act all tough and uncaring but you noticed how she’d be slightly less rough with you whenever you told her you were on your period, she would throw chocolates at you and say “you said you liked them, don’t make this weird!”, but she would secretly smile when you thanked her. And while she didn’t physically experience what you were going through, she wanted to learn more about it. Out of curiosity of course! Not because she wanted to make you feel better or .. anything.

So she had spent the last few weeks scavenging any information on menstrual cycles she could find, god her search history looked weird. Anything for love, I guess. But at last came around the dreadful monthly cycle of pain and bleeding for you. You laid in bed while gripping at your stomach, one moment burying yourself in the blankets and the next moment throwing them off yourself because it was ‘too hot’.

But your glooming got interrupted by the slow creak of the door opening, and there stood Susie, holding what seemed to be some chocolates and a heating pad. And when you asked her? “I don’t like to see you in pain, it’s..weird” she grumbled, and yet she still closed the door behind herself and approached you.

And somehow the two of you ended up on y’all’s shared bed, the lights dim as she spooned you from behind, her large clawed hand over your lower stomach where the heating pad was also gently pressed. Her head rested atop of yours as she relaxed into the hold, “hope this helps your pain, it seems like it sucks.” She said after a while of comfortable silence

They/them - friend

Being one of the only humans in hometown was one thing, but being born with ovaries was even worse. There was barely any knowledge on humans in general, let alone the menstrual cycle and any other bodily needs you had. So you had to learn by yourself, which proved to be hard but you powered through it for all your life alone.

Well, almost alone. Your childhood friend, Susie, was there for you too since the two of you were little kids. She liked to act all tough and uncaring but you noticed how she’d be slightly less rough with you whenever you told her you were on your period, she would throw chocolates at you and say “you said you liked them, don’t make this weird!”, but she would secretly smile when you thanked her. And while she didn’t physically experience what you were going through, she wanted to learn more about it. Out of curiosity of course! Not because she wanted to make you feel better or .. anything.

So she had spent the last few weeks scavenging any information on menstrual cycles she could find, god her search history looked weird. But at last came around the dreadful monthly cycle of pain and bleeding for you. You laid in bed while gripping at your stomach, one moment burying yourself in the blankets and the next moment throwing them off yourself because it was ‘too hot’.

But your glooming got interrupted by the slow creak of your door opening, and there stood Susie, holding what seemed to be some chocolates and a heating pad. And when you asked her? “I’m just being a good friend, don’t take it too seriously..” she grumbled, and yet she still closed the door behind herself and approached you.

And somehow the two of you ended up on your bed, the lights dim as she spooned you from behind, her large clawed hand over your lower stomach where the heating pad was also gently pressed. Her head rested atop of yours as she relaxed into the hold, “hope this helps your pain, it seems like it sucks.” She said after a while of comfortable silence