"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

{𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 ღ 𝖋𝖊𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖊 𝖔𝖈} ೃ⁀➷ {𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘 𝖑𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖈} ೃ⁀➷ {𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌} "𝐀 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐭." "𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐢𝐭?" This fic contains; Fluff Angst Eventual Smut Canon Divergence from GOF onwards. Published 16/01/2021 and is ongoing. cover made by @cottonsoxs now available on AO3 with the same title and username #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞𝖏𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 05/07/2021 + 25/05/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖈𝖝𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 10/10/2021 + 15/08/2022 +17/02/2023 + 15/03/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖑𝖚𝖕𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓 10/06/23 #1 𝖎𝖓 𝖒𝖆𝖏𝖔𝖗 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖉𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 15/03/23 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊 18/03/2022 #1 𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖆 24/05/23 #18 𝖔𝖓 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 26/11/2022

People were going to paint the wrong narrative when it comes to the both of them; just like how historians painted the story of Persephone and Hades. The daughter of the monster people used to fear, the girl with a long line of villains before her; with venom and curse, and every cruel thing anyone could ever think of running through her vein, yet still, she endured. The son of a Death Eater who was destined to follow his ancestor's fate, the coward who believed he had his hands tied, the boy who had been fed with poison on a silver spoon; waiting for the day when skull and death were finally written on his skin. Their story was not about belonging, it might not even be as pretty as anyone wanted it to be; it was chaotic, they knew how doomed they were from the very start, and with every fibre in their beings, they swore they had tried to ignore their destiny that had already written by the Fates. But then again, even the cynic knew their story was the devil's favourite song. greek mythology metaphor/analogy is heavily used. slow-burn | enemies to lovers | | Prisoner of Azkaban - Deathly Hallows | © 2020 October highest rank: 1 in #dracofanfic 1 in #persephone