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Tiny Scales ~ Rafayel x Reader

He’s never been more in love with, or more grateful to you, who is his soulmate. You, who has brought the future of Lemuria into the world.

Content: softness, pregnancy, childbirth in the ocean, non-canon mermaid depictions and biology

WC: 1.6k

Rafayel knows the due date is near. Knows that soon the oceans will be bustling and the waves will spread in welcome to the new heir of the seas.

He can see it. Sense it. He can practically taste it. In the same way he can sense turbulence amongst the choppy waters of the deep sea and taste the salt in the air.

And of course, it is also made obvious in your actions. You don’t notice all the changes happening within you and your subconscious, but he does, and he’s never felt more tender, more protective.

He sees how you want to be alone more often, just like a Lemurian female, often finding you nestled in the corner of your plush, shared bed, fast asleep and cradling your belly for long hours of the day.

Or sitting just at the edge of the private beach outside your home, right where the water meets the sand, knees tucked to your chest as you let the waves kiss your feet and wet your hem, something within you viscerally needing the ocean close in the same way he does.

He sees your enamoured exasperation when you rub your round belly that’s grown heavy and uncomfortable to carry. Notices how in some moments you crave him in ways you can’t help or explain, wrapping your arms tightly around him from behind, nuzzling your face into his back, wanting to crawl beneath his skin so much you’ll huff a sound of helpless frustration, quickly unbuttoning his shirt so you can press your face to his bare skin. His chest, his shoulder blades, his neck.

Throughout your entire pregnancy, you and Rafayel rarely leave the house. Before the small life had begun to grow inside you, you had thought you and Rafayel couldn’t possibly be any closer. You knew everything about each other, did everything together, your lives entwined so completely you could understand each other without words, could feel each other even when apart.

But during your pregnancy, when the two of you literally spent every minute of each day with each other within the safe bubble of your home, your relationship had once again transformed, morphing into something so deep, so infinite and everlasting you couldn’t tell where you ended and he began, where or even if there was any separation of your lives anymore. You felt the air he breathed passing through your lungs, could feel the surrounding world through him and the little one nurtured within you.

As for Rafayel, you had never seen him more relaxed. He had forgone cutting his hair, instead letting it grow, the soft purple ends sweeping down his delicate, pale neck and grazing his shoulders. More often than not he forewent shoes and shirts, and almost always denied invitations or interviews from the world outside your bubble.

He devoted all his time to you and the child safely tucked in your womb, painting countless images of your pregnancy. You sleeping on the couch, one hand on your belly, your hair a mess around you. You standing in the soft morning light of the kitchen. You on the beach, wearing a thin nightgown and facing the silvery moon which casted mesmerising reflections along the inky water. The two of you lazed in bed during those months, rising when your bodies willed, lulling back into a deep slumber in the same way the tides ebbed and flowed.

Ten months. A little longer than a regular human pregnancy. Different from a regular Lemurian pregnancy, too. You weren’t laying eggs. The baby was alive within you, little movements tickling Rafayel’s nose when he spoke to your belly in the dim light of the midnight moon, the soothing sound of waves crashing outside.

“I can’t wait to meet you, my little love,” he would speak quietly in his ancient native language, pink lips softly forming beautiful words. He pressed his lips to your bare stomach and you stroked through his velvety hair in response, your thumb rubbing lightly just below his ear where small pearlescent half-circles could be seen. As your hormones changed and strengthened throughout the pregnancy, his instincts had responded keenly, and oftentimes his scales would erupt on subtle parts of his body before he could help it. You loved kissing those smooth patches, licking them, nuzzling them. You wondered if your child would have them, too. If they would take after their father’s kind or yours. Not that it mattered, the love you both felt for the child could surely sink through your skin and reach them, wrapping them safely.

And when Rafayel wakes after a little more than ten months to find the space beside him in bed empty and cold, he somehow knows.

He doesn’t bother checking for you in the house, walking straight to the beach outside where the sky is a light purple still glittered with stars. He stops at the top of the sand, the breeze whispering through his hair as he stares at the back of the figure swaying waist-high in the currents. Your body, your instincts, perhaps heightened by the Lemurian DNA inside you, have told you that this is the place and this is the time.

Rafayel is shirtless, the light material of his loose white pants sticking to his ankles as he walks into the water, to his calves, his thighs, his hips, right behind you. The waves welcome him in their embrace, acknowledging their god, and soon, the heir to them.

His arms wrap around you from behind and his eyes glow a bright blue-purple, everything within him vibrating as his mate lets out a small moan and leans back against him.

“Beloved, are you in pain?” he speaks right by your ear. His thumb strokes your swollen belly over your thin white dress. The gentle ocean swells pass by the two of you.

You make a small sound that says you are and hold the large hand resting on your stomach tighter, trying to concentrate on the first sliver of the sun’s light casting a tiny glow of yellow on the horizon ahead.

Your neck turns to nuzzle the size of your face against his bare chest, moaning lightly. He ducks his head down. You’re panting a little. “Raf… Rafayel… If this baby takes after you, I will be so happy.”

He kisses your temple, smells your hair and the ocean. “My love, you and this baby are my entire world.” There is nothing more important. Nothing more precious.

And as the first rays of sunlight warm the sand and cause the sea to glimmer like a thousand jewels, a little princess is born. Rafayel holds you throughout, letting you squeeze his hand as tightly as you need, cupping water in his palm to cool your sweating hairline. He rubs your dry lips and silently commands the waves to embrace you carefully, comfortably.

One last whimper and push from you and he feels your taut body sag back against his chest. Throughout the process, silvery-blue scales have emerged on his skin, below his eyes, at the column of his throat, along his forearms and ribs. Whenever he sees you in pain, and also, from his own excitement. And now, he sees a flicker of the same colour quickly splash the surface of the water before sinking a little beneath.

Still holding you securely with one strong arm, the other darts beneath the water, scooping something small and soft and smooth up in the other arm.

You’re both breathless as you stare at the amazing, beautiful creature. So small, with scales a shade lighter than Rafayel’s. So small that its head can fit on Rafayel’s palm. It looks half asleep and droopy, with little saliva bubbles gurgling from its mouth.

And the tiniest, cutest little mermaid tail you have ever seen, the end wrapped lightly around Rafayel’s forearms, the fluke of the tail wriggling slightly.

As if by pure instinct, Rafayel’s own tail stretches out, scales fluttering up his sides, gills emerging by his ears. He brings the baby to your chest for you to hold and you cradle her warmly as Rafayel carries you both deeper so his tail can comfortably stretch out without touching the sand below. He keeps you both afloat like that for a long while, the both of you just staring in awe at your daughter. Every perfect inch of her. You feel no pain, only completely and wholly connected to the sky and the sea and your little family.

The tiny thing blinks dazedly, eyes opening a little and you inhale sharply. A happy sob chokes from your throat.

“Darling,” you coo, reaching to stroke one soft cheek with the back of a finger, infinite gentleness and adoration swelling within you. Her eyes are purple like your beloved’s. A brilliant mixture of the rising sun pink and blues you only find in the depths of the ocean where old Lemurian statues still stand.

“Will she be able to change when she’s so little?” you breathe the question to Rafayel, dipping to kiss the tip of her nose.

“Mmm,” he cradles you and nuzzles the back of your neck. “If she spends long enough outside the water it will happen automatically. She will learn to control it as she grows.”

You imagine Rafayel as a child, learning the same thing, a stark contrast to the strong Lemurian holding you now, the large tail swaying in the water beneath you.

Rafayel’s chest feels so open and so full. He’s never been more in love with, or more grateful to you, who is his soulmate. You, who has brought the future of Lemuria into the world.

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I love your writings!!!!! 😔👏

Thank you! ❤️

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I ADORED YOUR BLOGGGGGG ITS AWESOME

Thank you 🤗

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dude going thru ur page literally gives me sm nostalgia i was the biggest soh supporter 😭 anyway how are u omg its been so long

You really were 😭 Going back through my page is crazy I literally can’t read my fics without wanting to crawl into a hole and die some are so embarrassing 😭 But they were fun to write at the time so it’s fine ig.

Anyways I’m doing good, still ignoring real life men in favour for fictional men 😊 How are you?

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welcome backkkk

I don't know how back I am I'll probs just lurk for a while until life gets less busy but thank uuuuuuuuuu💕

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hey! i was wondering if in soh the reader and haru have children?

In my mind they had many children. Haru has to ensure that succession is locked in, y'know?

But also because he really can't keep his hands off her and loves seeing her in the role of a mother. She also loves watching him grow into his new responsibilities as a father even in the most challenging times. I think they'd be good parents who rely on each other and fill in what the other lacks so they can raise the children well ���

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Hello, I hope you are doing well! I was just wondering if you know when you are going to update ayato’s fic ? Have a nice day !

I have no idea, I'm so sorry. Idk if I will continue it or not- maybe if I get into Genshin again. I hope so 'cause even writing just the first part was super fun, but I can't give you a definitive answer 💙

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Not an ask really but thank you for the most beautiful reo mikage smut I have ever read. 😭❤️

You are v v welcome glad you enjoyed :)

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I LOVE UR WORK, ADORATION WAS SO GOODDDD,, IM BEGGING FOR A PART 2 TO ADORATION LIKE WHAT IF REO FINDS OUT????

The way I just entered fandoms randomly, wrote 1 thing and left is crazy 😭. I really thought I would make a part 2, but I'm no longer into blue lock so I don't have the motivation. I'm really sorry.

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Hi!! Will you ever reupload Crush? No worries if not, but I just want to tell u it’s one of the best knb fics I’ve ever read. Either way hope u have a good day :)

I fr have just been letting a heap of asks marinate in my inbox for agesssssss so sorry if u are no longer active or follow me. As for 'Crush', I don't think I'll re-upload anytime soon as I took it down to edit but never ended up touching it (also I'm not really in the KnB fandom). But thank you for the compliment, I'm happy you enjoyed reading it at the time :)

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HIII RIN HOW R U

I'm very good, thank you so much. Super busy so I barely have time to login but everything's going well. I hope your new year is going well too ❤️

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Soooo recently, I was in S Korea on travel and saw a plaque in the National Museum mentioned the nation of Goryeo, which proclaimed to be ruled by the "Son of Heaven"... and I immediately re-read your whole series once I got back home. Really looking forward to whatever you're gonna gift us next. Lots of love!

I can't remember how I came up with the title but it probably was from researching many Asian cultures and histories, esp Korean and Chinese history, so this is really interesting.

I hope you enjoyed reading it for the second time and thank you for the kind words. Mwah!

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Hello!! Are you planning to write a part 2 for adoration?? 🥺

I truly don't know but lots of people have been asking for part 2 since blue lock anime came out lol

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Can't believe Son of Heaven is already done 😭 One of the only fic series that kept me going every week. From start to finish, the series has been a ride for sure that each chapter left me hanging and wanting for more

You did such an amazing job with Son of Heaven! I will be waiting for any possible series (if you choose to do so) and I wish you the best in everything you do :>

Thank you so much and I hope you have a good day!

Thank you! I'm not sure what will be my next series, I'll have to wait and see who I fall in love with next.

Have a nice day/night <3

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Son of heaven was good... The epilogue has me so..

Hehe, I think it was an improvement from the epilogue in which they died in each other's arms.

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AAA RIN the more you give us brief explanations about ran's spin-off the more i couldn't wait for it!! (but of course take ur time darling don't push urself too much ok). well btw i wonder if will we see ran grovel and suffer like the way haru did before? because i kinda wanna see him in that mental state *I am sorry for asking too soon about this* (because honestly i DO enjoy reading the part when haru suffered and begging for y/n LMAO it satisfied me because yeah we know he deserved it😌)

I think we all enjoy seeing people grovel when they've done something wrong 😌 I'm not sure if Ran will be as devastated as Haruchiyo was because the circumstances will be different, but maybe we'll see him feeling a little bit sorry idk