You’re transmasc, or female to male. You and your mortal family were too broke to afford the treatment for your transition.

And then, came along… Ares, god of war. He asked you out, he’s never fallen in love with a man before. And, after a few days, you told him.

After that… gods…. He started researching about everything. Top surgery, hormone replacement therapy, everything.

You’re on your period… and didn’t tell Ares

Ares walked in, looking at his phone. “Alright, so I was able to find some-“ he looked up at you, noticing the way you were clutching your abdomen. His smile dropped, he ran to your side. “You alright?”