Challenge #37, part two.
(Eh. I'm uninspired this week. Also, on a Hex bender!)
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Cassie/Thelma, Azazeal POV.
MS W/Count: 100 words.
Author Note: Spoilers for season two, episodes two & three.
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Azazeal sees everything; the looks, the touches, the pain and the heartache.
His beloved Cassie loved him, but ultimately loved her more; the girl he'd killed, torn out of her life without a second thought. The two are kissing, hands entwined, and when they separate, he can't help the tear that falls from his eye.
He loved Cassie but he thinks that Thelma loved her more.
He'll never give up on what he's started but, for the first time, he's invested himself emotionally and he cares. He's finally succeeded but watching them embrace, he realizes: it doesn't feel that way.
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Thelma/Cassie & Thelma/Ella, if you squint.
MS W/Count: 200 words.
Author Note: Spoilers for season two, episode two.
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It's only logical, Thelma tells herself, to search out Ella whenever Cassie isn't around. After all, there aren't many people for her to talk to, at least not ones who can see her. She could talk to Azazeal but there's the whole 'you killed me!' issue always hanging between them, and her options are otherwise limited to Cassie, Ella and the demons they all encounter.
Ella fascinates her, and she's fun to tease.
She finds playing with Ella almost as much fun as playing with Cassie; both are equally easy to annoy whenever she's bored and in need of entertainment, though she's not as certain she'd survive pissing Ella off.
She listens as Ella talks about her great love affair with a demon-man, finding herself surprisingly sympathetic. She felt a similar way about Cassie, only Cassie didn't love her back; can't now, even if she wants to.
She hates seeing Ella look so sad, and tries to lighten the moment with jokes about hot lesbian ghosts sweeping her off her feet, smiling when Ella relaxes and smiles at her.
They'll have enough to worry about when Azazeal makes a play for his child.
Until then, they might as well relax.
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Thelma/Ella, if you squint.
MS W/Count: 200 words.
Author Note: Brief spoiler for season two, episode two. Ella POV.
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You seek out her company because you don't want to be alone and you can't stand that she's still mad at you. It's been a while since you really cared about someone else's opinion but she gets to you, gets under your skin.
She whispers snarky comments in your ear during class, pulling faces only you can see behind your tutor's backs, and you have to fight the urge to laugh because you can't; people will think you're crazier than they already do.
You shoot her a glare in response and she smirks back at you, eyes dancing with merriment. She taunts you through the entire class and, when it's over, you chase her back to your room, ignoring the quizzical looks from your classmates.
She collapses on your bed as you attempt to yell at her through the giggles you can no longer hold back, unwilling to complain too much. It's the first time she's been in a really good mood since Cassie's death and you're pleased to see it.
Instead you sit down beside her, curling up comfortably. You're glad that she's there, her laughter echoing in your ears; grateful that, for once, you're not in this alone.
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Cassie/Thelma, Azazeal POV.
MS W/Count: 100 words.
Author Note: Spoilers for season two, episodes two & three.
*
Azazeal sees everything; the looks, the touches, the pain and the heartache.
His beloved Cassie loved him, but ultimately loved her more; the girl he'd killed, torn out of her life without a second thought. The two are kissing, hands entwined, and when they separate, he can't help the tear that falls from his eye.
He loved Cassie but he thinks that Thelma loved her more.
He'll never give up on what he's started but, for the first time, he's invested himself emotionally and he cares. He's finally succeeded but watching them embrace, he realizes: it doesn't feel that way.
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Thelma/Cassie & Thelma/Ella, if you squint.
MS W/Count: 200 words.
Author Note: Spoilers for season two, episode two.
*
It's only logical, Thelma tells herself, to search out Ella whenever Cassie isn't around. After all, there aren't many people for her to talk to, at least not ones who can see her. She could talk to Azazeal but there's the whole 'you killed me!' issue always hanging between them, and her options are otherwise limited to Cassie, Ella and the demons they all encounter.
Ella fascinates her, and she's fun to tease.
She finds playing with Ella almost as much fun as playing with Cassie; both are equally easy to annoy whenever she's bored and in need of entertainment, though she's not as certain she'd survive pissing Ella off.
She listens as Ella talks about her great love affair with a demon-man, finding herself surprisingly sympathetic. She felt a similar way about Cassie, only Cassie didn't love her back; can't now, even if she wants to.
She hates seeing Ella look so sad, and tries to lighten the moment with jokes about hot lesbian ghosts sweeping her off her feet, smiling when Ella relaxes and smiles at her.
They'll have enough to worry about when Azazeal makes a play for his child.
Until then, they might as well relax.
Fandom: Hex.
Pairing: Thelma/Ella, if you squint.
MS W/Count: 200 words.
Author Note: Brief spoiler for season two, episode two. Ella POV.
*
You seek out her company because you don't want to be alone and you can't stand that she's still mad at you. It's been a while since you really cared about someone else's opinion but she gets to you, gets under your skin.
She whispers snarky comments in your ear during class, pulling faces only you can see behind your tutor's backs, and you have to fight the urge to laugh because you can't; people will think you're crazier than they already do.
You shoot her a glare in response and she smirks back at you, eyes dancing with merriment. She taunts you through the entire class and, when it's over, you chase her back to your room, ignoring the quizzical looks from your classmates.
She collapses on your bed as you attempt to yell at her through the giggles you can no longer hold back, unwilling to complain too much. It's the first time she's been in a really good mood since Cassie's death and you're pleased to see it.
Instead you sit down beside her, curling up comfortably. You're glad that she's there, her laughter echoing in your ears; grateful that, for once, you're not in this alone.