Fic: Myths and Fairytales
Title: Yes, I Would
Fandom: Greek Mythology
Characters/Pairing: Hades/Persephone
Rating: PG
Words: 221
Summary: Far from an act of desperation, the pomegranate represents a deliberate choice.
Notes: Comment fic, from the prompt Hades/Persephone, she doesn't even like pomegranates.
Yes, I Would
“Truly?” he asks, and she shakes her head, the juice still evident on her fingertips, dark like summer blood, staining her skin.
“I have never enjoyed that which is tart,” she explains, matching his direct gaze, bold and brave, for she has committed herself to this now, and she must remain unbowed under the weight of him, the weight of his kingdom, of the seasons dying to her will.
“What of that which is sweet?” he says, raising her slim hand in his, bringing her fingers to his lips, erasing the evidence of her deeds with his mouth, and her breath catches at the heat of him, so unexpected here in the underground. The world above will wither, and her mother will weep, so that she might feel this heat, and she knows they believe she will wilt under in the world for want of light, not able to understand that in him, she has found that darkness bears its own beauty.
“I will accept all, the sweet and the bitter,” she promises him, closing her eyes as a maiden of sun and blossoms and opening them again to the power and pride of a queen. “Only let me never touch a pomegranate again.”
She tastes its traces, for the last time, lingering on his lips.
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Title: Clad in a Silver-Glass Veil
Fandom: The Little Mermaid
Characters/Pairing: Ariel/Eric
Rating: PG
Words: 166
Summary: She is a part of the sea, always.
Notes: Also comment fic, from the prompt fairytales, little mermaid, "once there was a girl who wore the sea." I went with the Disney version since the original fairytale is so terribly depressing.
Clad in a Silver-Glass Veil
Once there was a girl who wore the sea.
A selkie, some called her, as she swam through the water, darting and flashing in the moonlight like a seal, sleek and dark and one with the water, shedding her skin to rise again on feet made for land.
A goddess, others whispered, risen from the seafoam, white-clad in froth and bubbles with sand on her feet and a song on her lips.
A mermaid, said those with knowledge. A creature of the sea, a part of it and apart from it, both at once, with hair that always curled with damp and skin that gleamed, shone in the right light iridescent, like scales.
Princess, he calls her, and wife, and love. She swims in the sea below their balcony at night, diving through stars reflected in the water, flicking drops of her world at him until he relents, until he sheds the cloth of his human skin and joins her, bare and embraced by the sea.
Fandom: Greek Mythology
Characters/Pairing: Hades/Persephone
Rating: PG
Words: 221
Summary: Far from an act of desperation, the pomegranate represents a deliberate choice.
Notes: Comment fic, from the prompt Hades/Persephone, she doesn't even like pomegranates.
Yes, I Would
“Truly?” he asks, and she shakes her head, the juice still evident on her fingertips, dark like summer blood, staining her skin.
“I have never enjoyed that which is tart,” she explains, matching his direct gaze, bold and brave, for she has committed herself to this now, and she must remain unbowed under the weight of him, the weight of his kingdom, of the seasons dying to her will.
“What of that which is sweet?” he says, raising her slim hand in his, bringing her fingers to his lips, erasing the evidence of her deeds with his mouth, and her breath catches at the heat of him, so unexpected here in the underground. The world above will wither, and her mother will weep, so that she might feel this heat, and she knows they believe she will wilt under in the world for want of light, not able to understand that in him, she has found that darkness bears its own beauty.
“I will accept all, the sweet and the bitter,” she promises him, closing her eyes as a maiden of sun and blossoms and opening them again to the power and pride of a queen. “Only let me never touch a pomegranate again.”
She tastes its traces, for the last time, lingering on his lips.
***
Title: Clad in a Silver-Glass Veil
Fandom: The Little Mermaid
Characters/Pairing: Ariel/Eric
Rating: PG
Words: 166
Summary: She is a part of the sea, always.
Notes: Also comment fic, from the prompt fairytales, little mermaid, "once there was a girl who wore the sea." I went with the Disney version since the original fairytale is so terribly depressing.
Clad in a Silver-Glass Veil
Once there was a girl who wore the sea.
A selkie, some called her, as she swam through the water, darting and flashing in the moonlight like a seal, sleek and dark and one with the water, shedding her skin to rise again on feet made for land.
A goddess, others whispered, risen from the seafoam, white-clad in froth and bubbles with sand on her feet and a song on her lips.
A mermaid, said those with knowledge. A creature of the sea, a part of it and apart from it, both at once, with hair that always curled with damp and skin that gleamed, shone in the right light iridescent, like scales.
Princess, he calls her, and wife, and love. She swims in the sea below their balcony at night, diving through stars reflected in the water, flicking drops of her world at him until he relents, until he sheds the cloth of his human skin and joins her, bare and embraced by the sea.