Ω┊ the past.

@⤫ b. chan ...are you sure you're not the one who's gotten a little slow, love?
but alright, alright, i digress.
you can win this one.
/my lashes flutter almost a little innocently when you seem amused by my confidence, and i tsk softly while my fingers squeeze yours
/either way, the smile that stretches across my lips is beyond compare, a certain warmth and radiance to it that only comes with being with you, and that much im proud of
there's one thing we can definitely agree on.
i'll be a much better father than either of my brothers ever have been.
/in particular im speaking of zeus, who we all know has a reputation, and my arms slide around your waist a little loosely just so i can hold you close, meeting your lips in that kiss
/your excitement rubs off on me, a laugh blooming in my chest and bubbling from my lips as i press another kiss to your cheek, then the corner of your mouth, peppering your face in those affections
oh trust me, no one will cross my path when there's our children involved.
/despite the sudden worry that flits through my mind, my hand slips into yours once more and i follow after you, an almost goofy grin splayed on my lips
oh yes.
very important things.

@⤫ l. minho exactly!
that's why you're so above and beyond. don't you get it?
my husband has grown a little slow in my absence i see
/rolls my eyes at you playfully before i glance at our hands, humming as i feel your hands eclipse my own and i see it as well
/snorts but i enjoy when you're confident with yourself, even if in this case its... about your ability in our bed when we have time together
you know its kinda a miracle you haven't already got me knocked up
anyway
i think you would be a wonderful father, and you actually want to have children, not to mention you'd be a wonderful father
/reassures you as i look up into your eyes, smiling to myself before i lean in and press another kiss to your lips this time
let's do it, we'll have children and start our own family
/beams up at you, excited to be doing this together before i lean in and wrap my arms around you, giggling as i hop up and down in excitement
may the fates help anyone that decides to bring harm to them though
they're gonna land themselves in some biiiiig trouble
/sliding my hands down your shoulders i take hold of your hand after, tugging you along with me towards our bedroom pointedly
now come, we have much to do

@⤫ b. chan so by those standards...
the bar is really, really low, love. that means im not doing much of anything.
/raises a brow when you speak of your standards, and it has me rolling my eyes slightly before i break into a soft smile as you scold me
/then you're teasing me, and when you laugh i cant help but laugh along with you, the sound infectious and frankly i cant argue with you, you're right and we both know you are
yeah, yeah, im dramatic.
but there are generally good reasons for it.
/humming softly, i squeeze your fingers lightly in my hold, swinging our hands for a second before i turn my hands in yours, slotting our fingers together so our palms press against one another
i know there's not much to talk about, in theory. but...
/nodding a little, i crack a knowing grin when you joke about my performance in bed, waggling my brows a little playfully before i grow serious again
i think... i think i would.
you already know im much better at this than my brothers.
i love you, and i would love any and every child we brought into this world.
/murmuring softly at this point, i lean in to gently press my lips to your forehead, lingering there for a second before i pull back so i can look at you again
what do you think?

@⤫ l. minho listen, i'm holding you up against two standards
the standard of your brother the king, and humans, there's not much doing that needs to be done to be better than them
but my point still stands you know
/wags my finger at you as i speak, smiling to myself as i reach a hand up and pat at your cheek softly a couple of times, leaning in to kiss your nose after
i am darkness, i was born in the dark, i am... eternal angst
/puts on a voice deeper than my own as i mock you, holding my sides after as i tip my head back and cackle, tears coming to my eyes from laughing so much
my love, there's one thing you most definitely are and it's dramatic
/looks up at you as we stop swaying, running my fingers through your hair gently before i laugh when you admit that yes, you won't talk to her on this one occasion
you're not missing out on much, trust me
/sighs under my breath before i watch you lift my small hands to your lips, a soft flush dancing over my cheeks when you kiss my knuckles
oh..
is it?
/there's a long history of having children in this family of yours and more often than not, it never has a happy ending, which is the last thing i want for us and for any life we're to bring into this world together
i mean i am a fertility goddess so i don't think we'd have any trouble there
especially if you perform as you usually do-
/taps your chest as i tease you, giggling before i continue on a more serious note
would you really want to have children with me sometime soon?

@⤫ b. chan oh darling, i most definitely dont do everything right.
your view is just so skewed because of those pesky humans.
/tsking softly, my voice gentle as my hands seem to roam along you, as if trying to keep you here, like you'd leave or something of that kind
they're long for the people who thrive in the light.
i, my love, am darkness.
perhaps i do miss you too much, but can you really blame me?
/raising a brow when you tell me i wont be in a rush, deciding not to ask about it just yet when i figure we'll get around to that again anyway
/your question has me humming, the sound deep in my chest, and i look to our hands instead of your face in a sort of confirmation without any specific words
/clearing my throat, instead i just look over to you this time with a raised brow, patient and waiting for a response when im genuinely curious as to what your mother had to say this time
/your confession has me blinking a few times, though i dont stop as we sway together, instead taking my time to think before i respond
you're right... maybe i wont have a word with her.
but...
/pausing, i stop and pause where we are, bringing your hand to my lips so i can press a soft kiss to your knuckles, smiling against your skin before i speak softly
that's something we can talk about.

@⤫ l. minho i know, i know. it's just it's refreshing to come home to someone who does everything right after spending time up there and seeing how... wrong some things are
/looks up at you when you mention the seasons getting longer whenever i'm away from you, this making me laugh as i shake my head softly
you've got it all wrong, my love
it's the autumn and winter months that feel long because of how dark it is. seems like one long miserable journey without light sometimes
i think you just miss me too much
/murmurs as i gaze into your eyes lovingly, nodding when you repeat my words about my mother, sighing softly to myself before i end up laughing at your bravado
mm i don't think you'd be too in a rush when i tell you what she was pestering me for exactly
/slides my hands down from your face and takes hold of your hand instead, my little fingers sliding between your much bigger ones as we walk together
oh hades...
while i think it's fair that you don't let everyone in to try and change their fate, especially when they've been carefully woven by the sisters themselves, i doubt you made the rejection any kinder than it could of been
am i right?
/asks as i look up at you, giving you a knowing little smile as i decide to wait a little bit longer before admitting to you what my mother was talking about
no matter
these next several months are yours to be happy now
okay?
/squeezes your hand as we glide along together, there's no need to fill the silence between the two of us and it's always been like that, natural, calm, nice
about what my mother has been asking for...
she thinks it's long overdue that she be a grandmother
/shifts my gaze up again, looking at you from the corner of my eye to check your response, for now it makes all the sense in the world why i found your earlier offer and eagerness to speak to her on my behalf so amusing

@⤫ b. chan i say that because i speak the truth on the matter.
just because my brothers dont handle things the way they /should/ doesnt mean its right.
/tsking softly, i shake my head slightly at the mention of my brothers, for a brief moment a scowl takes over my expression before i force myself to relax. turning my gaze to you once more
was it really?
seems like the seasons just get longer and longer each time you leave me.
/while we sway, i hum softly at your words, glancing away for a moment as if contemplating their validity, wondering if really, truly, i was ever deserving of the kindness you give me
/though i come to a conclusion, its not one i share with you, instead just leaning into the kiss you grant me the blessing of, arms tightening around you before you're pulling back
she's been bugging you?
what about this time, hm? i could always have a word with her.
/tsking softly, i raise a brow when you hold my face, my hands resting on your waist and i drum my fingers a little idly, this time its my turn to shrug my shoulders
things are going just as well as they can.
surprisingly enough no one bothered to come beg for a life to be spared. even if they had, i was... far too unforgiving to even think about it.

@⤫ l. minho you say that, but your brothers don't seem to hold the same standards to their own wives
/glances upwards as i gesture to your brothers who rule over the rest of the world between them, i'm not the biggest fan of either and that was even before i joined the family
funny, it was the same length of time i spent away last season
/teases you a little bit, unable to help myself before i see you brighten just with my words of encouragement, laughing under my breath as you look like a flower in bloom yourself
i don't spoil you!
you're just not used to someone treating you with the general kindness you've always deserved, hades
but you're getting there. you just need a little bit more help
/explains as i sway with you, leaning up to press my lips gently against your own, my lashes fluttering for a moment before i pull back and finish
you know the most beautiful flowers often do need some more help like that before they bloom to be absolutely breathtaking
/grins up at you, my arms tightening around your shoulders before i shrug my own petite shoulders a little, giving you another small smile
busy
you know its always busy that time of year for me. mother was trying to hover about my work as usual but she's backed off a bit more, at least since we've gotten married
instead she's been bugging me about something else
/sighs under my breath, looking to the side before i lift my hands and cup your face, looking at you instead and smiling sweetly
enough about me
what about you? how were you down here?
are things well?

@⤫ b. chan /my eyes shine as i look up at you, seeing you in your natural form, the way the flowers frame you seeming so fitting for you, and it steals my breath away every time i see you like this
/for a moment i cant say anything, knowing you see right through me and my plain avoidance to touch anything i may cause to wilt, yourself included, and yet on a day like today i cant help but hold you so threateningly close to me
should i not?
it's simply how a queen should be treated.
/as i hold you against me, i press my lips to your cheek before you're turning in my arms and mentioning the very thing i had been doing all day, clearing my throat while coming to bury my face in your hair
perhaps i was...
it's been a long season without you, can you really blame me?
/my eyes follow your hands movements, fingers twitching reluctantly as you bring my own hand to the flowers, a frown curling on my lips when the flowers wilt as expected
perse...
/the fond name leaves my lips before listening to you speak, and as the flower comes to life again under your touch, our joined touch, i hum softly in response before looking to you, far more interested in my flower than the one you've placed in my hand
/perhaps thats why it takes a moment to realize the flower doesnt wilt again when you take your hand away, and i look from it to you before leaning into your touch, eyes falling shut for a brief moment before i hold your gaze
i truly think you spoil me.
but who am i to complain, hm?
/my arms come to wrap around your waist once more, and i sway with you in my arms, the flower held between my fingers while i look on you fondly
how was your time away, my love?

@⤫ l. minho /dips my head down as you bow to kiss my hand, the king of the underworld bowing to his queen in any sense should be expected, but it's more than i think the other god's wives could say, especially when you always hold me in such high regard
/it causes the flowers crowning my head to burst with fuller blossoms, petals cascading down my long hair and falling at our feet but not very the velvety petals kiss my shoulders
/notices the way you avoid touching the flowers and i know you're frightened you'll cause them to wilt, i know you sometimes see me in the same light, someone as myself so full of life, so giving, and you eclipsing it in your supposed darkness
you flatter me each time as if it's the first time you've laid your eyes on me, my love
/laughs softly as you wrap your arms around me, leaning into you a bit and giggling to myself as i hug you back, my smaller body easily held against your own form
i noticed everyone has been a little skittish when i came down here
you weren't snapping at them again were you?
/asks as i turn my head to give your cheek a kiss, moving in your arms so my back is to your chest and i'm short enough you can see over my head at what i'm doing with minimal effort
you know i'll always return to you, hades
/murmurs as i lift one of your hands from my waist, bringing it to the flowers in my other hand, making you hold them and sure enough they begin to wilt
but sometimes i think you forget you're not the god of death, and you let your darkness eat you up because you've forgetting how brightly things can shine in the absence of the sun, or your queen
/as i speak i hold up your hand with the wilted flower, my own joining yours now and the flower begins to perk up, blooming anew when we combine with one another
there is far more than anger and despair in you, you're a god but you're also a man, you have a heart and you feel more than either of your brothers could claim
/releasing my hold on your hand i show you how the flower doesn't wilt when it's just you, making me turn inward towards you as i place my hand on your cheek, smiling sweetly as i gaze into your eyes
you don't have to remember on your own
i'm here now

@⤫ b. chan /it seems like every time you go, im fine with keeping track with the days you're gone and until you're here again, but as time goes on it gets harder to keep myself from falling apart
/sometimes, guests take my mind off of it, and then there are the souls i have to tend to, but no one really wants to deal with me during these months while you're away
/today is no different, as i've been snapping at everyone, perhaps a little more high strung than usual, eager for your return but distracting myself until then
/so instead im working on some accounting, taking note of who has died today and what souls i've had to help when things were particularly rough
/but the sound of your voice, the warmth that seems to flow from you, immediately perking up and turning around in my seat as you come over toward me before standing, looking to you with a smile on my lips
you're home.
/my eyes travel along your body, my hands reaching out, one coming to your own as i bow and press a kiss to the back of your hand, the other reaching for the flowers but settling for your hand, not wanting to watch the flowers wilt so soon
it's beautiful. you are. as always.
oh, i've missed you...
/unable to help myself, my hand leaves yours so that i can wrap both arms around your waist, pulling you in against me as if the underworld itself depending on you being with me

[ tw :: slight implications of death. ]

the goddess of man's waking sense towered in the heavens above as she watched the mortals. the gleaming gold of her locks cascaded over her shoulders, spilling further down as rays of light onto the waking city of rhodos. alectrona wasn't most particular with her high rule as a deity, but the crack of dawn where she begins to rise with the sun was one of the many reasons she'd learned to love the power.

the sun hummed from beside her, the lingering tune of apollo's hymn still fresh within her own memory as well. she admired the god of light, both for his song and his compassion. she owed him her luminance for his guide.

"look at them, they're so small..." she mused to her companion, a coruscant finger waving over the outline of the island – men and women, child and aged, all would be awake for she'd allowed it.

"do you think they hear us?"

the sun dealt her no response. rather, it was a cloud who pranced by that answered her query.

"some might, my lady. the humans are highly sensitive creatures. they claim to be knowledgeable of the matters of divinity."

"it would not surprise me," she replied, "i believe we underestimate the creation, dear friend. they have proven to be much more capable than we'd initially believed."

the goddess continued to watch over the island in silence. her gaze flicks from figure to figure, taking note of their routes as their waking forms exit their houses. she ached to go further, to see them, to greet them with her own touch; but alas, she could not go any further, even if she wished. with her the sun rises, and with her the sun must also set.

"do you wish to meet them, my lady?" asked the sun. alectrona only nodded, knowing well her answer would not have mattered. no further answer was needed.

love for mortals was simply an endless spring with no summer, all blisss with no heat, all bloom without blunder. perfect love is inherently flawed. yet the sun deity could not help but lavish them so with her light. she loved them like they were her own.

"look, there– why do they place him in stone?" the question was to no one in particular, yet it was heeded by the same cloud who'd answered her beforehand.

"the man is dead, your grace. the humans call the stone a sarcophagus. the man is to be buried in it to honor his body."

she could not hear their weeping from high above, but it broke whatever she had that closely resembled a heart. death had never been a concept she'd acquainted herself with, especially not as the goddess of waking from slumber. but the people she governs, these humans she so dearly loved, they wrre bound to an inescapable end.

she was not life's guardian, she had no right to meddle with it's rules. but it couldn't excuse the ache she'd felt for the mortals – hoping maybe, just maybe, she could take their sleeping bodies from the underworld king and, for the last time, bless them with morning's sweet kiss.

maybe then, she could understand the sorrow of being mortal. to know pain and suffering and have so much to lose, and to have it all taken from you come next morrow. a life that would simply fail to wake one day; a life whose light will forever be extinguished, as shall one day be forgotten as though it had never existed.

she would not forget the man buried in stone.

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@⤫ l. minho /parting words with my mother always seem to linger in my head longer than i would like them to whenever i say goodbye, and it doesn't matter how many times i've done it either, it doesn't make it any easier
/i always promise i won't be long, that the autumn and winter will pass by quick enough and soon spring will come, it'll wake the world once more and bring lifetime again - i will return
/but it hurts, it aches, it hangs on my shoulders as i make my journey down into the underworld, a trip i've made before countless times, but one that never seems to be any easier
/i thank the ferryman, walk alongside the spirits who are shuffling off into the next stage of their existence, and i greet cerberus as i have before, smiling at the ferocious beast that bows its head for some attention
is your master home?
/comes my sweet voice as i over the canine's muzzle, cerberus allowing my past as i continue on my way to find you, knowing very well where you'll be
/walking until i my feet bring my to a familiar doorstep, i thank the servants who bow when they see me, keeping their heads down in my presence
/stopping where you'll see me, i smile like a fresh springtime afternoon, with all the warmth of the sun as petals are still in my hair, a few late summer leaves clinging onto my peplos as it seems i've brought the seasons and their end with me
hello, husband
/greets you as i call for your attention, knowing you're busy as you're hunched over some parchment lit by candles, smiling to myself when you turn and i beam at you
your wife is home once more
/bows my head as you're still my king as much as you are my husband, one hand extended for you and the other holding the end of summer's roses, wishing to give them to you as a brief, if loving gift from the world above you get to see so little of

— dionysus.


he had no idea when the last time he slept this well. the scents of jasmine and orange blossoms were a dulcet lull to dreamland, his skin gently caressed with the light breeze that wafted in from the open windows, bringing with it soothing caresses to his skin and a cocoon of peace. finally.

the demons had subdued for once, having tired themselves out and albeit the whispers still a redundancy in his mind, the welcoming sleep from the night before was more than enough to keep the dreams alive. nightmares often picked at his soul, stripping everything and leaving only his darkest bits open but dreams, as wonderful and euphoric as this was rare. but he would welcome them with open arms. for in these sparse moments did he find genuine happiness. even in deep sleep, he knew he had to bask in it for as long as he could. after all, he never knew when that wretched thing called fate granted him a bubble of momentary yet very real piece of heaven.

crete was particularly beautiful in summer; the sun never seemed to stop shining and it seemed like apollo was content in blessing the kingdom with his splendid rays but should artemis bring forth her chariot and pull the moon with it, the city would never dwindle it's joy. the sight brought a smile to dionysus's visage as he looked down onto the beach, watching the little waiflike creatures frolick about on the shore as the water kissed the sand. squeals of joy filled the air, joining the orchestra of seagulls, wave crashes and so forth. so this is what joy felt like. he'd learned that olympus was called something akin to heaven, for it's beauty and the omnipresent joy but dionysus begged to differ— happiness laid in the small things the day brought forth, like the first sip of wine shared from the same glass as one's lover, like sweet words of promises whispered in their ears, like the birth of a child and so on. it was the innocence that he loved the most. for innocence should be protected at all cost.

dionysus found himself lost in his own thoughts, wrenched out of his haze by the gentle touch on his bare skin, arms wrapping around his waist from the back. he chuckled, leaning into the embrace, welcoming the onslaught of kisses that rained along the line of his shoulder.

"did you sleep well, agape mou?" he asked in a calm baritone, such a stark contrast from the boisterous god he was known as. euphonious laughter twinkled in his ear, the chime of words causing him to join her laughter.

"i always do in your arms, my love. but have you rested?" she retorted softly yet the worry that underlined her tone was enough to make him sigh. he lifted her arms from his torso so he could turn around in her embrace in turn taking her in the cage of his own. resuming the position she had put herself in, he enveloped a lean arm around her waist, the other reaching up so he could cup her cheek. the calloused pad of his thumb brushed against the plump flesh gently in featherlight caresses, committing the feeling of her skin on his to memory. he did not know when he would be able to do this again.

she sighed, her own hands flitting up so she could wrap them around his shoulders. ehen she wound her fingers in his hair to draw her body against his, he stilled for breath, and she knew, as he knew, that they were lost. lost forever. in this kiss that would change everything and give them both a little hope for their tomorrow. she pressed another kiss to his lips for a moment longer before reluctantly letting go, sadness etched upon her pretty face. he could not bear to see the sadness etched upon the plains of her visage; it broke his heart, especially when he had vowed to bring her nothing but happiness. and should she want it, he would bring her the stars and even the moon, gods be damned.

"when do you leave?" she continued, fingers beginning to brush soft locks of unruly hair back from his face.

his grip tightened around her, almost crashing her to his chest as the words flit out of his mouth before he knew it. "come with me, ariadne. together, we will see the world far beyond the walls and seas of crete. just the two of us."

ariadne sighed, her touch dropping from his body. "you know i cannot do that, my love. i have a duty to crete first before i am anything else."

"even being my wife?"

"my soul sees it's equal in you. but do not ever speak of stealing me away. i am not yours to do as you will."

dionysus's features smoothed knowingly. 'how right you are. you are not mine.' He dropped his palm from her cheek to his chest, placing his palm right over his heart in vow. 'i am yours.”

ariadne closed her eyes in defeat and slid her palms to his chest. then she reached behind him in an embrace of sandalwood and sun. he wrapped both his arms around her, and they stood together under the dome of the grand portico of the crete castle, with the indecipherable art of love poems giving silent testament to what they were— such misplaced faith of a boy with an erratic past and a girl with innocence that painted the world beautifully.

no, there would be a tomorrow for them. he trusted the fates for it. even if he left to give the world what he could, he would always find his way home to her. he always did.



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