bakerstreet | Hades finds Persephone, arrow meets heart

Hades & Persephone.

Persephone was gathering flowers with the Oceanids along with Artemis and Athena—the Homeric Hymn says—in a field when Hades came to abduct her, bursting through a cleft in the earth. Demeter, when she found her daughter had disappeared, searched for her all over the earth with torches. In most versions she forbids the earth to produce, or she neglects the earth and in the depth of her despair she causes nothing to grow. Helios, the sun, who sees everything, eventually told Demeter what had happened and at length she discovered the place of her abode. Finally, Zeus, pressed by the cries of the hungry people and by the other deities who also heard their anguish, forced Hades to return Persephone. Hades indeed complied with the request, but first he tricked her, giving her some pomegranate seeds to eat. Persephone was released by Hermes, who had been sent to retrieve her, but because she had tasted food in the underworld, she was obliged to spend a third of each year (the winter months) there, and the remaining part of the year with the gods above.

but even that hardest of hearts unhardened suddenly when he saw her there: persephone in her mother’s garden, sun on her shoulders, wind in her hair, the smell of flowers she held in her hand and the pollen that fell from her fingertips. and suddenly, hades was only a man with a taste of nectar upon his lips

To live your life in darkness is no easy task. Evil may be just a point of view - one you may not ascribe to yourself - but a black heart or a ruthless mind is hardly quieted. While you don't regret what you've done, at least not outwardly, you do wonder if there isn't something more. Grey morality has discolored your world.

That is, until you see them.

They are beautiful, pure, good: everything that you are not. You should be annoyed or at least ambivalent to their presence; after all, they serve you no purpose, promise you no gain. But oddly enough, you are drawn to them, and not even in hopes to destroy or corrupt. No, you want to have them, to keep them with you. What to do with this newfound feeling?

Act on it, of course. You've never let anything stop you before. What you don't realize (or perhaps do, you just don't exactly care) is that the object of your...affection may not be too keen on being taken what they see as prisoner. Yet you only have their best interests at heart! Still, you do care for them, in your own fashion, more than almost anyone else, so surely a deal can be struck...

You just couldn't bear to lose them.

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(a persephone that is absolutely an idiot)

(Totes a Hades unless you are terrifying.)

[[An ultra gothic Persephone or a Hades so affable you wonder how it's possible she got the reputation that she does...]]

( a vengeful Hades engulfed in black flames. open to both m/m and m/f but know that i am currently voicetesting him so please bear with me. )

[[look is name is on the thing, how can he not be here?]]

[ Persephone to Hannibal, of course. Could be Hades to anyone else! ]

[ either role. ]

[ the "Hades". open to cross canon, etc. ]

[ persephone. ]

[ Persephone! ]

[Certainly more a Persephone sort.]

[ m/f. some basic info here. definetly the peresephone. ]

[Hades. For the sake of preventing a doomed future maybe?]

[ either. ]

[ooc: Open to either role, but would love for her to be Persephone. Open to cross-canon/AU]

[ Persephone. ]

[You rang?]

((Persephone; ShB-compliant for canonmates))

[ Technically seems like more of a Persephone type, but makes a good Hades too. ]

[ At first, he didn't really think much of her. She was often alone with sketchbook out, off in her own little world. But then he finally actually looked at her. Something about those bright blue eyes and how she would smile to herself like there's some kind of secret to what she was drawing.

It's almost like the morning sun slowly warming up a room. It starts small in these little rays of light, but bit by bit it grows until everything is filled with it's light.

At some point, stealing glances or stalling in her vicinity doesn't feel like enough. He decides that he needs decide if she's worth the foolishness. The sketchbook would be an easy in, but also too easy. He likes challenges and figuring a way that'll get her talking. So instead, he'll approach with two drinks. Holding one of the drinks out to her. It's strawberry iced tea. He hasn't observed enough to know what she likes, but the girl at the counter said it was good. ]

Looks like it's your lucky day.

[ There were many people who didn't think much of Naminé - or rather, they didn't think about her at all. She was quiet in that unobtrusive kind of way, her presence soft and peaceful and easily overlooked, and it seemed she was content enough to be that way. It never stopped her from her creative activities, sketchbook always at the ready whether she was tucked away in a corner or sitting under the shade of a tree.

But the distance she tended to keep from others never meant she was unaware of them. No, if anything she was more keenly attuned to what went on around her than most were, and so when she'd begun to feel eyes on her more and more often, it didn't escape her notice. Neither did who those eyes belonged to. Yet she'd continued on as she always had, patiently holding her tongue as he lurked closer and closer like a predator slowly honing in on prey. She didn't mention it to anyone, and certainly didn't let him in on it either; instead, she waited, at first anxiously and then over time with slowly growing curiosity.

She still doesn't expect it when the day finally comes that he approaches her. His movement from the corner of her vision draws her blue irises up from her latest sketch, and with a blink and parting lips she regards him, expression right on the edge of surprise when he speaks to her. He holds out a drink to her and she pauses, head tipping down to follow it. For a second or two her gaze switches between the glass and his face, but--

Presently she sets her sketchbook aside, leaving it face up on the table as she extends one slender hand to take hold of the drink. There's something almost appraising in the way her lips purse, eyes taking stock of him with an odd clarity, as though she can see straight through into the back of his head.

'Lucky day,' huh? ]

What's the occasion?

[ she asks after a moment, voice quiet and soft and careful. But she's not afraid, is she? She certainly doesn't sound it, puzzled though she might be. ]

Edited 2019-08-25 04:23 (UTC)

[Definitely the Hades in this scenario.]

[Could be either the Hades or Persephone depending upon the other character in this case.]

((OOC: Couldn't resist. Voicetesting. ))

(( Hades. Prefs/permissions in his journal along with information on the character if needed. Open to both m/f and m/m. Assumed CR and crosscanon both welcomed and encouraged. ))

[I'm familiar with Legend though I haven't seen it in years so my memory is rusty. Abel here is a scholar-soldier from a scifi canon, but I thought I'd do us an classical arcadia fantasy AU--some very pleasant little kingdom with a lot of meadows and forests. Abel's a pure-hearted prince type who wants to be a hero of light type but is ripe for corruption.]

As the sun dips toward the horizon, Abel begins to realize that he has traveled much farther from his father's castle than he had thought.

After fighting with his father over breakfast, Abel had ridden out in a temper, wanting one day of freedom from the sycophantic hell of his father's court. All those nobles jockeying for position, squabbling over wealth without giving a thought to the people whose interests they supposedly represent.

He had felt like a prince of legend for most of the day, with a sword he barely knew how to use at his side and thoughts in his head that maybe some dragon or monster would threaten the kingdom and Abel could save everyone. He'd brought along a picnic lunch, but now it was past dinner, and the reckless young prince was cold, hungry, and lost, as the woods grew ever darker around him.

[ooc: The Hades.]

[ooc: Probably the Persephone.]

Hades finds Persephone, arrow meets heart

kylo b̶e̶n̶ ̶s̶o̶l̶o̶ ren. STAR☆WARS. ota

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Viola Avelide | Original | OTA

avenger ( edmond dantès ) | fate/grand order

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Will Graham (NBC's Hannibal) | OTA

ain | original | m/m

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kaede fujimura, original, m/m

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Lucina | Fire Emblem Awakening | OTA

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Rey || Star Wars || F/M

Mary Crawley | Downton Abbey | M/F

persephone ( greek mythology )

Theja Lesrekta (Viera WoL) | FFXIV | ota

Naminé | Kingdom Hearts | f/m

let me know if this is okay o7 also sorry i'm late.

Looks good to me /o/ We can work out details as necessary, and no worries!!

Ivar "The Boneless" Ragnarsson | Vikings

Lurine Hollister | Agent of Hel

Hades | Hadestown | M/F

darkness ( legend )

no subject

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

Evie Montgomery | OC | OTA