#aviod

[pezhead]

[obonez]

*YOUR BACK FOR ASKS FOR THE MILLIONTH TIME

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Listen… I just wanna say I’m sorry to those who has to keep seeing my art for the millionth time but for some reason the blogs keep going down. I posted one time, just one and it’s down. What am I doing wrong? Like

Please someone educate me on this site or at least tell me a thing or two on blogs. I’m going to ripe my hair out. Please, have mercy on me. I’m trying my best and this is my first on this damn app.

Sorry about the rant but you have to understand, this is like the 4th time.

[sneezydarliing]

hello!! i haven’t interacted with your blog much but i just rolled in from the last tigh//nari post you wrote (so good!) and saw you might be looking for requests? i’m still really nervous asking and not sure what i’m doing so no offense taken if you disregard!

anyway, i’d love to read some cy/no content? if you’re along w any ships (cynari, haino, etc) that’s totally cool. maybe like a [plant/flower] allergy situation when he visits the forest?

hope you’re well and thanks for sharing content <3

Thank you so much for the req!! I'm sorry for the wait, I really hope you enjoy!

reqs are open

Pairing: cynari

Words: 1044

CW/TW: sneezing content, mention of mess

Cyno had not anticipated anything special out of this trip to the forest. He was going only to see Tighnari- who had excitedly informed him of a new discovery made deep into the forest watcher’s patrolling area. The look on his friend’s face, combined with the eager swishing of his tail behind him, was more than enough convincing to get the mahamntra to venture into the greenery.

It’s quiet as he pads along the roughly and hastily made trail, leaving him with his own thoughts- excitement to see tighnari again, listen to him ramble on about whatever he had found, a slight apprehension at the possibility of this being dangerous- not that either of them could not hold their own, but tighnari was often so eager to research that he did not stop to think about any possible consequences to himself, and he hated seeing him in pain. Muddled in with these feelings, a slight but sudden itch in the back of his nose. He presses a knuckle against the side of it absentmindedly, just as a pair of ears perking up quickly catches his attention.

“You made it!” Tighnari calls out to him, tredging through ankle-deep tangles of weeds to meet him. There’s a smudge of dirt on his cheek, and a tangle in his usual well-kept tail. As Cyno nods his greeting, he cannot help but wonder how long he’s been out here. The other seems to be aware of it, occasionally flicking the appendage about in absent-minded frustration.

Tighnari leads him further into the forest, happily rambling on about the things they pass by and what his research has granted so far. Cyno can’t get himself to focus, the itch in his sinus suddenly alight, forcing his breath to hitch just once before calming again. He can almost feel Tighnari’s concerned frown, but he decides to keep quiet about it for now, to Cyno’s gratitude.

Suddenly, he’s stopped. Tighnari moves to the side, looking at Cyno with pride clear in his eyes. He’s meet with the sight of a large, blooming flower, encased in golden vines that seem almost-conscious, twitching at any movement around them. “I haven’t been able to touch it yet, and my elemental attacks have no effect. That’s why I brought you out here, I was hoping maybe electrical- Cyno?” His ramblings cease as he catches sight of him, hands cupped loosely in front of his face, usually serious expression crumpled into one of desperation as he fights off the need uselessly, breath stuttering until he can no longer fight it.

‘hEh-itSH! ‘tShi! hiH-” The third one is lost, leaving him sniffling, trying to rub the irritation out of his sinuses. “Archons, bless you! Are you feeling alright?” Cyno sniffles uselessly again, trying to will some of the congestion out of his voice before he speaks.

“I’m fine. You can romaine calm.” Tighnari groans in response. “You must be, if you’ve got the energy to make jokes. Anyways, can you try to hit ones of the vines with your elemental attack? Be gentle, please, and don’t damage the plant itself.” Cyno nods, saluting in a ‘yes sir’ gesture, as he prepares to follow instructions. He presses the back of his hand to his nose, scrunching up the appendage as he aims carefully. But he was unable to fight against his body and control it at once, sent foreward with another flurry of sneezes the moment he releases the energy, causing it to be sent foreward towards the flower. It’s reaction was instant, sending out a shower of pollen before curling into a ball, vines wound around it tightly. Cyno faintly hears a noise of frustration come from Tighnari, but he can’t focus, paralyzed with the awful tickle that came as the pollen surrounded him. He was in the direct line of fire, and he felt it, nostrils feeling alight as his eyes watered, he couldn’t even fight it, thrown into a desperate fit.

“haH’TSCHhi- KSHhiew! hih- hidT’SHHih! ‘idtSHhiew- sCHih!” They tore at his throat, raw and painful as his body tried desperately to release all of the pollen. He felt almost embarrassed, unable to do anything as Tighnari watched helplessly. “tignarihHh-tSHhi!” Even just his name seemed to break his stupor, the fox-tailed man rushing over and grabbing Cyno’s arm, bringing him somewhere- he could not even keep his eyes open long enough to tell, the lower half of his face buried in an arm he threw up to avoid spraying the other. He felt himself be gently led into a sitting position, half aware of the sun now beaming down on them.

His breath caught, leaving him helpless into a rough fit of coughing that didn’t seem to let him. He felt Tighnari’s hand on his back, rubbing comforting circles as he whispered encouraging phrases until the coughing finally let up. He leaned back against Tighnari, unable to resist the need to catch his breath. His face was wet with tears, nose running onto his upper lip. He roughly cleaned it up with the back of his wrist.

“There you go, you’re okay. Any trouble breathing?” Came the soft voice next to Cyno, reminding him suddenly of his blunder. Tighnari had been so eager to research, and he had messed it up. Guilt shot through him. “Sorry, ‘nari.” He pawed at his nose again while he spoke.

“It’s alright. I can bring somebody else another day.” Tighnari soothed, hands beginning to card through the others' hair. “Right now, we need to get you cleaned up. The pollen on your clothes won’t do you any good.” he stood quickly, reaching out a hand to Cyno, but he was distracted with the need to sneeze once again, raising a shaky hand in warning.

“hIh’tSChih!i’tsCHuh!” He sniffled once more as Tighnari waited patiently, before taking the hand offered to him, letting himself be pulled onto his feet.

“Hey, ‘Nari?” The forest watcher turned back to face him, “What is it?” “I’m very frond of you.” Tighnari huffed, turning back around and beginning to stalk off, stopping only a few paces in front of him. “I love you, too, Cyno.” Mahamatra grinned, catching up to his partner as they began the trek home, punctuated with the occasional sneezes.

[idiot-mushroom]

a part of my extended family is coming over for almost the entire of my spring break and i hate it here. like yeah sure she’s said sexual things to me and slapped my ass even when i said to not to, crossed my boundaries countless times, belittled me almost everyday, called me and my siblings ‘abusive’ even though we were just trying to stand up for ourselves. no but she’s family so ofc that doesn’t matter, of course my feelings don’t matter, because she wants to come over and ‘hangout’.

well what if i just don’t like that? no because i’m the eldest so i have to set example so i have to be quiet and smile, make polite small talk, bite my tongue, agree with everything, let her touch me however she likes. just to keep what? to keep her happy? to keep the peace? or just so we don’t loose another family member because it seems the more time goes by more of my family rots and turns into a shitty person and we end up burning bridges. well what if i want to burn that bridge? but no, i’m a child, she’s given me gifts so i have to play nice, i have to sit still, have to endure her, because it’s the nice thing to do.

[risingdarknesscomic]

Rising Darkness - cover

After a series of tragic events, WindClan apprentice Rabbitpaw has resolved to not let darkness define him - and to face the changes that are coming on the horizon head on. But not all cats can bring themselves to share in his sentiment...

CONTENT WARNINGS: Blood, cartoon animal violence & death, heavy themes. Additional content warnings will be outlined at the start of every chapter. Pages will not be censored, please proceed with caution!

[cherryromanticism]

Turns out I go from one meaningless distraction to another just to avoid my thoughts

[leaf-in-a-flower-garden]

Heyya so I was watching beta spoilers and she pulled out her spells and I saw these and like, can someone tell me what these are?

[myofficeisablanketfort]

I think maybe some people still do, but they're punished for it and not allowed to be "successful" afterward (unless they have money)

idk tho, I'm an introvert who never had a social circle inclined to do anything crazier than going to Perkins after midnight (and on the rare occasions they did, I didn't go/hear about it because *I* wasn't inclined and they knew it)

Maybe this is the wrong platform to pose this question given the average tumblr user but

Is it just me or did our generation (those of is who are currently 20-30 ish) just not get the opportunity to be young in the 'standard' sense?

Like, everyone I talk to who's over 40 has all their wild stories about their teens and 20s, being young and dumb, and then I talk to my friends and coworkers and classmates, and we just... dont.

[major-fag]

also i changed my url i 4got

vanityluvsme -> major-fag

[verycoolsnails]

Wheres that one post thats like. A musicains most popular songg is also their worst one .

[ameliafuckinjones]

Aemond frying Aegon up and then trying to "mercy" kill him afterward? Oh...

[lackadaisical-lesbian]

I'm watching 13 going on 30 and I totally forgot how much second hand embarrassment is in this😭

[dark-night-hero]

"Why are you avoiding me?" It was those words that made you look up from the book novel that you are reading. There was your lover hovering over you, causing you to frown and slightly move away. "I have no idea what you are talking about."

"Don't lie, even now you're avoiding me." This time, he looked so frustrated, he look like he was about to cry if you do actually admit you are avioding him in which you are not. "Look, Luc. I'm not ignoring you, okay?" You spoke, brushing him off as you stood up and went towards where the open window is.

He went towards you to follow you when you hold up a hand to make some distance between the two of you. For the first time these days were you have been avoiding him, there was a pained look on his face that made your eyes go wide. Quickly setting your book down as you hurriedly chase after him who was now walking out of the room. "Wait! I'm not ignoring you, I swear to Lord Barbatos! I just need some distance between us okay?!" You explain in panicked.

"Isn't that the same thing?" There was a small sad smile on his lips, "Are you tired of me- of us-?!" "No! That's not what I meant! It's just you're hot!" .... "Huh?" He was dumbfounded. What did you just say? "I'm hot?" "No! Not the hot you're talking about but you're hot, it's hot!"

Then it sink in, these nights were you refused to be held, the lack of skin ship the two of you had except for a kiss here and there. You putting up a good distance between the two of you. It is summer, and it is hot as fuck. And he is a pryo user and they sometimes emits heat unknowingly, it can be because of the cold, or maybe because of the heat that it affects them unknowingly.

"Ah." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you right away, I thought you were doing in on purpose knowing how Kaeya and I have been messing with you before. I didn't mean to ignore you. It was just... it's so hot." You look down, of course it was fun to tease him, but now knowing he has been turning all along unknowingly to you, you felt sorry for your behaviour. "Forgive me?"

"Only if you let me cuddle with you at night." He smirks, holding your free hand that was not holding the book. This causes you to groan and pout. "But it's hot..." "Well make it work somehow." He laughs. What more can you do when you are blinded by his bright laughter? "Fine! Just make the room cool somehow before we settle down" "Of course, my love." He spoke, putting your hand close to his lips before giving it a kiss.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°

: I lived in one of the coolest place in the Philippines every year end so I'm guessing the heat I'm feeling in our province this summer is nothing compared to those who lived in the city but damn. ITS SOOOO HOT HUHU I FEEL LIKE I'M BURNING EVERY TIME I STEPPED UNDER THE SUN.

: Reklamador nang pakinggan pero sinusubukan ng init ang pasensya ko nowadays.

[cowboylikemac]

GOOD GRACES | P.J

“ Boy it’s not that complicated you should stay in my good graces !”

percy jackson x reader !

including : fluff, slight enemies to lovers

part 2

You didn’t hate Percy Jackson. Not really. You just… strongly disliked him.

He was cocky, reckless, and way too charming for his own good. Worst of all? He was everyone’s favorite, and that included Chiron, the campers, and even your own friends.

So, naturally, when you got paired up with him for combat training, you wanted to fight anyone else.

“Come on, (Y/N), I don’t bite,” Percy said, twirling Riptide between his fingers as he grinned at you. “Unless you’re scared I’ll beat you.”

You scowled. “I’m not scared. I just don’t want to waste my time on someone who relies on luck instead of skill.”

“Ouch,” he said, pressing a hand over his heart like you’d stabbed him. “You wound me.”

Rolling your eyes, you gripped your weapon and lunged at him. To his credit, Percy reacted fast, dodging and parrying with an ease that only annoyed you further. The fight lasted longer than you expected, but eventually, you landed a hit—sweeping his legs out from under him and pinning him to the ground with your weapon at his throat.

“Ha!” you breathed, triumphant. “Guess your luck ran out, Seaweed Brain.”

But instead of being frustrated, Percy just smiled up at you like you’d just given him a gift. “You know… you’re kinda cute when you’re trying to kill me.”

Your heart stumbled.

Your face went warm, and you immediately pushed off him, standing up. “You’re impossible,” you muttered, storming off before he could see how flustered you were.

Behind you, Percy sat up, still grinning. “See you tomorrow for training?”

You didn’t answer. But, somehow, you knew you’d show up anyway.

Because maybe—just maybe—you didn’t hate him as much as you thought.

✽ ✽ ✽

you werent avioding percy.

Nope. Not at all.

You just happened to take a different path to the dining pavilion, leave the arena before he could rope you into another sparring match, and definitely weren’t thinking about what he said during training yesterday.

“You’re kinda cute when you’re trying to kill me.”

Ugh. What does that even mean?

“(Y/N)!”

You cursed under your breath as Percy jogged up beside you, looking far too pleased with himself. “There you are. Thought you skipped training just to avoid me.”

You scoffed. “Don’t flatter yourself, Jackson. I have better things to do.”

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow. “Like what?”

You opened your mouth—only to realize you didn’t actually have an excuse. Your silence must have been hilarious to him, because he smirked. “That’s what I thought. Come on, let’s spar.”

You groaned. “Why are you so persistent?”

“Because it’s fun messing with you pretty,” he said, completely unashamed. “Besides, you fight better than half the people at camp. I like a challenge.”

Your lips almost twitched at the compliment. Almost.

Before you could respond, Percy grabbed your wrist and started pulling you toward the training grounds. You could’ve pulled away, but for some reason… you didn’t.

Maybe it was the way his hand felt warm against your skin. Or maybe you just didn’t hate him as much as you wanted to.

part 2?

my masterlist !

tags: @lydiasfalling @lydiascabinsix @laufeysvalentine

[rat-n-atty]

I hope he loves ranching slimes

Mr Puzzles is isekaied into the last game you played, how screwed is he?

[littlefireball]

Please do a Yeosang x Hybrid reader. She doesn't know she's a hybrid but he knows. He can smell her(roommates) so when she goes into heat and doesn't understand what's happening he does. And goes to help her. But he never knew she was the same breed hybrid he was so in the end of the fic she reveals she's pregnant

actually there was similar request before but that was sansang

you may find it here (Sansang|Painful but Pleasure) (the plot was so similar with your request 🥲) To aviod repeating the plot, I changed the settings a little bit

ʏꜱ|ᴜɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ꜱɪʀᴇɴ (ᴍ)

Siren series: Wooyoung, Seonghwa

ꜱɪʀᴇɴ ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ x ꜱɪʀᴇɴ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ꜱᴍᴜᴛ|ᴜɴᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ꜱᴇx (ᴜɴʟᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴀ ʙᴀʙʏ)|ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ|ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ (ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴍᴇ ɪꜰ ɪ ʜᴠ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍɪꜱꜱɪɴɢ) ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2ᴋ

ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢꜱ ɪɴ ᴀʟʟ ꜱɪʀᴇɴ'ꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ

ꜱɪʀᴇɴ'ꜱ ꜱɪɴɢɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏꜱɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏɴʟʏ.

ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴏʀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀʟᴇ ꜱɪʀᴇɴꜱ ɪꜱ ᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxɪꜱᴛ ꜱᴏʟᴇʟʏ ꜰᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.

ꜱɪʀᴇɴꜱ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴍɪᴛ.

Masterlist

"Yeosang, did you see my necklace?" Upon awakening this morning, you discovered the absence of the necklace that has adorned your neck for countless days. The precious gift bestowed upon you by your beloved grandmother during your tender years, was meant to remain with you always, even during your daily shower. Yet, it may have been disconnected due to the aging of the rope. You scoured the bed for what felt like an eternity, yet the necklace remained elusive.

"You mean that purple crystal necklace?" Yeosang asked from the doorway. "Yup. Maybe I threw it away while I was asleep last night," you lamented, growing increasingly anxious as you glanced at the clock. It was time to head to the class. "Aren't you going to miss your class?" "Okay, thanks." You quickly organized your belongings and hurried off to the lecture hall.

The lesson drifted into the background, overshadowed by the gnawing anxiety of your missing necklace. Memories of childhood scoldings from your family flooded back, a stern reminder of the consequences of removing it. Since that day, it has remained a constant adornment, a talisman against the harshness of the world they warned you about, its crystal believed to safeguard your very being.

After class, you rushed back to your shared dormitory, hoping against hope that Yeosang might have found it during the day or that somehow. miraculously, it had reappeared on your bed. But no, what you heard upon entering the room was Yeosang's apology, he couldn't find it.

Determined to find it, you both began a methodical search of your room. You checked under the bed, inside drawers, and even in the pockets of clothes you had worn recently. Nothing. The necklace was nowhere to be found. Feeling defeated, you sat down on your bed, head in your hands.

As tears threatened to fall, a gentle knock interrupted the moment. "Come in." You said and Yeosang appeared, bearing a glass of water. "Take a rest first, y/n. You find it the whole day." He said, his voice soft. "What should I do?Yeosang." you asked with a pout, before nestling your head against his tummy as he enveloped you in a warm embrace, tenderly stroking your hair.

"Hmm…maybe you should go take a bath first? Consider it a way to unwind and it's late." You raised your gaze to meet his tender eyes, always a source of comfort in times of need. There was an inexplicable comfort that enveloped you whenever he spoke. In moments of unease, you would find yourself requesting a song from him, as if his voice possessed an enchanting power that could soothe your soul. Unbeknownst to you, you had grown accustomed to leaning on him for support.

"And the necklace maybe comes out by itself." A chuckle escaped your lips as you playfully swatted at him. "Alright, I'll go take a bath first."

You immersed yourself in the warm embrace of the hot water, savoring the sensation as the weariness that had settled within you began to dissolve away. Your body temperature increases without your control. Initially, you assumed it was due to the hot water, but even after adding ice, your temperature continued to rise. "What is happening to me?" Dizziness overcame you as a strange sensation traveled through your legs. Suddenly, your legs transformed into a tail from thighs to foot, causing you to scream in shock.

"Yeosang!!" "What happened?!" Yeosang flung the door wide, only to discover your indigo tail draped over the rim of the tub, and the fragrance of your presence enveloped the entire bathroom. "Goodness! You're a siren??" Yeosang exclaimed, utterly incredulous at the revelation that you shared his species. "A siren? What does that mean? What am I supposed to do now?" Your voice quivered with fear, uncertain of what to do next.

"Relax, Y/N." Yeosang approached you gracefully, lowering himself to your level. "HOW CAN I RELAX?NOW I AM A FISH!" ""Easy now, easy," he soothed, gently grasping your arms to bring you back to calm. His touch ignited a blush upon your cheeks, awakening a deep longing within you… no, it was an insatiable need; his gentle touch was not enough.

"Yeo…yeosang, I feel so hot." you murmured, and he immediately placed his hand on your forehead. "You're in heat, Y/N." "What heat?" You frowned, a hot but painful sensation torturing you. "Let's come out first. Hang on." He effortlessly lifted you with his powerful arms and delicately set you back down. As soon as you touched the ground, your tail morphed back into legs. Your knees buckled and you nearly stumbled, but fortunately, he caught you.

He swallowed hard as you rested naked in his arms, let alone your alluring scent surrounded him like a hot wave. "Yeo…help me. It hurts." "Damn it." He lifted you towards the sink, enveloping your legs around his waist as he drew you into a passionate embrace. The kiss was devoid of inhibitions, a fiery exchange of desire. His tongue intertwined with yours as you parted your lips ever so slightly.

A soft whimper escaped your mouth, causing him to pause the kiss and move to your neck. Leaving a series of crimson marks in his wake as he sucked fervently. "How can I not see that you are a siren?" He murmured, planting kisses on your chest and teasingly licking it. "It seems that a necklace has such a function to prevent you from transforming." He stopped the kisses as he gazed on you, caressing your blushed face.

"Please don't stop, Yeosang. I want you." You cupped his face to press your lips against his. Nature told you to pursue the desire, claimed him yours and threw yourself to him. This desire was depressed for so long and now it all bursted out like an explosion. Yeosang was in a rush, removing all his clothes and throwing them casually. Pulling you closer to his lower core, his cock covered with pre-cum rubbed against your clit, making you moan.

"Are you sure you want this?" He whispered against your lips, his breath landing on your skin. "Just do it." Upon hearing your response, he could no longer hold back and slide into your cunt after finding your entrance. "Fuck!" He leaned toward so his cock could go so deep, causing you to arch your back and bite your lips. "Oh my god!You feel so good!" His words brought you to a mess and you tightened the grip on his shoulder. He thrusted at a slow pace first but your wall kept squeezing his thick cock, driving him crazy.

"I gotta be insane." He whispered and suddenly thrusted with all his might. You shutted your eyes and your mouth shaping an 'O' form, the sensation of numbness took over you. He withdrew until only his tip nestled inside your cunt, and then slammed back to hit your sweet spot directly. Your whole body bounced each time he reached the sensitive spot, making you let out a choppy moan.

He left you up once again before placing a kiss on your cheek, pinned you to the wall while his arms rested underneath your inner knees. He rolled his hips into you with a steady rhythm, producing a loud skin slapping sound as your back slammed against the cold wall. "Ah~fuck!Yeosang~" "Say my name louder, Y/N." You obeyed his words and moaned out his name as loud as possible, oxygen was almost out of lungs as he went faster and faster.

"Gosh, I want deeper." He placed you down lying on the ground, holding your ankles to bend your legs, and slammed him back into you. You wrapped your arms around his neck, allowing him to fuck you harder. Both of you surrendered to the overwhelming joy and moaned so loud as if not afraid of neighbours complaining tomorrow morning. He could tell you two are going to cum;your juices kept flowing out, and his cock twitched every time he moved forward.

"Oh my god, fuck!" Yeosang fucked you at an inhuman pace to chase his high. "Sang…!Slow!! Fuck!!" The rapid stimulation brought you to the edge and finally burst out. You hot juices enveloped Yeosang's member and he came all in your cunt.

No one was willing to part ways, and his lips found yours once more. This time, the kiss was gentle, not as intense as the initial one. He let go of your ankle, ran his hand over your body, and gazed at your flushed face. "Are you okay?" You nodded in response, softly tucking his hair. "Let's clean up first, shall we? And then I'll explain what a siren is." He lifted you in his arms, joining you in the bath.

"Is the necklace the reason I can't transform?" You nestled your head against Yeosang's chest as he cuddled with you on the bed. "Should be."

"Why don't they just tell me?"

"Honestly, I can't fathom their thoughts, but I see why they insist you wear the necklace at all times." You gazed up at him, and he continued, "Humans harbor a deep-seated fear of sirens. If they were to find out, they would either eliminate us or capture us for experimentation."

"But I don't have the necklace on right now…" "It's okay Y/N. I'll keep you safe, trust me." You chuckled, smiling brightly.

"Ah yes, you said I was in heat just now. And what about you?Do you have heat?"

"No, male sirens don't have this problem."

"What? It's unfair!"

"It's just like female humans have periods." He said and you pouted.

"When will I have it again?"

"Hmm…it depends on your body. Each female siren has a different period, some has a one-year cycle but some has one month cycle."

"Is it painful every time?"

"Maybe." He suddenly leaned over you, and whispered against your lips. "Once my seed fills you, you won't be in pain."

"You—" You words were cut off as he pressed his lips against yours, both of you smiling between the kisses.

—---

It has been a full month since the revelation of your true identity. The bond between you and Yeosang has flourished, with each passing day bringing you closer together. His clinginess may stem from the fact that he has finally found his kind.

"Hey, Y/N. I prepared dinner for you~" You returned to the dorm, exhausted but content, and were greeted by Yeosang. Lately, you had been feeling fatigued for no apparent reason, and your emotions seemed to be all over the place. You attributed it to the heat and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Thanks, love. But what did you add to the ramen?" You noticed that the color of the ramen seemed off and decided to take a whiff. "What? Just ketchup." "Ketchup?!" A sudden wave of nausea overwhelmed you, prompting you to rush to the bathroom to vomit.

"Is it really that disgusting?" Yeosang comfortingly patted your back. "Oh sorry, my cooking is terrible." You shook your head and replied, "No, no. I just feel unwell." "Wait a minute." His hand gently rested on your stomach, and his eyes widened in astonishment. "You…you…you…did you have your period this month?" "Period?No…wait…I got pregnant?!" You gasped in shock as he nodded in confirmation.

"We'll face it together, Y/N." Yeosang's eyes were filled with excitement and concern as he helped you steady yourself. "We need to be careful. You're going to need all the support you can get. Maybe I have to buy a book about pregnancy or I should learn how to cook…" He murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. You couldn't help but laugh out at his cuteness. Well, although his cooking was bad, you believed he would be a good father.