its overanalysing o'clock you know what that means!!!!
I want to zoom in on the opening lyrics of How Long, when Persephone says “Hades my husband / Hades my light / Hades my darkness” and this is a really fun bit of symbolism for their relationship within the show because they literally do act as one another's light and darkness
in the underworld, everything’s dark and underground and dead but hades is there to act as a light for persephone. he's the reason she became the lady of the underground. he's her lantern in the cold and dark (the fates holding lanterns in doubt comes in). but on earth, in persephone’s domain, everything's light and summer, so hades the darkness. he's the tether to the underworld, he is the one who stands out.
(similarly for hades, persephone is his light in the underworld. It's made really clear in epic III with all the imagery, but when on earth she is still the queen of the dead, and is "darkness")
other than that literal approach it also comments on about how they bring out both the best (the "light") and the worst (the "darkness") in eachother. they're angry. they fight. they love eachother deeply. they're a unit.
slightly off topic but when orpheus references "they" in If it's true, he's referencing both Hades and Persephone. (Along with the fates wnd PERHAPPS hermes but probably not)
as "good" as she is within a black and white good vs evil telling of hadestown, as much as she's on orpheus' side here, persephone is still one of "them." She's still rich, she's still the underworld's queen, she's still a goddess. as kind as she is, she is not one of the workers. she could've ordered the workers to stop attacking orpheus but she doesnt, even though they wouldnt dare attack her, because she doesn't believe they're strong enough to fight back against the her husband and the system he (and technically by extension she, as the queen) has put in place.
part of that comes into her own despair and believing she isn't strong enough to fight that system either
Summery: You and Leon are being sent international, the reports of a group from another Government Organisation dealing with Umbrella's experiments.
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Contains: Domestic Leon, Good Husband.
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Your phone rings at 2:34 in the morning, Leon's arm reaching over you as it was on your bedside table. Eyes opening with his scent filling your nose, the ringing beside your head pulling you from your sleep quickly. Answering the phone Leon puts it on loud speaker.
"Condor and Owl." Leon answers.
"Leon, (Y/N). So sorry for waking you both. You have been given orders from the President about some information that just came to his attention. The report read of a Bioterrorist Attack on a village in Central-Southern Europe. Your briefing will be held at 7am, Room 9." The all too familiar voice of Hunnigan came through from the other side of the line.
You rub the sleepy dust from your eyes. "Thanks for giving us a heads up early, Ingrid."
"Anytime." She then ends the call, the phone's screen showing the current time, date and a picture of you and Leon as the lock screen.
Leon lays back in the bed, his head hitting the pillow with a "PFF" sound and a groan. At least you guys got to sleep a little longer, and you didn't live too far from the DSOHQ and Offices.
"Europe, huh?" You repeat after a small amount of silence.
"I wonder what it could be this time." Leon leans over you once again to put your phone back in it's place on your bedside table. This time, though, he stays leaning over you. Looking down and pressing a gentle kiss to your lips, you looked so cute laying there with sleepy eyes, hair messed and spread over your pillow.
You were in your Late 30's, Leon in his late 40's. Both of you were getting older and going to each job was starting to get harder and harder. The only way you were both going to get out, was if you died on the job or until you died of old age. And right now the both of you were hoping it would just end soon, the only thing keeping the two of you alive was the thought of leaving the other behind.
You smile as he kissed you, wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him back. He pulls away from the kiss and lays his head on your chest, arm wrapping around you and tucking under your back as he gives a disgruntled sigh.
"We should get some more sleep before having to wake up in a few hours." You suggest, rubbing Leon's back and getting comfortable in your new position.
"Mmm.." Was all he hums as he was already on his way into the escape of sleep.
You give a smile and exhale a laugh through your nose before it comes to your mind once again.. You have been holding off, not sure what Leon would think about it. Maybe in the morning.. No.. You WILL tell him in the morning during breakfast. He needs to know. You fiddle with the wedding ring on your left hand, your thumb spinning it on your finger.
"What's on your mind?" Leon could feel the motion of your fiddling on his back, it was a nervous tick you did when you were thinking about something important.
"I'll tell you in the morning.. Just go back to sleep." You instruct. You could feel his face scrunch up on your chest but he doesn't say another word, trusting you would tell him or he was going to have to pester you if you didn't.
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You had finally managed to fall asleep after about 20 minutes, feeling Leon's comforting weight on your own body as he slept. Waking up to your usual Alarm of 6am Both of you lay there for a moment, waking up before Leon rolls off of you and sits up. Rubbing his face and hand through his hair, he stands up and makes his side of the bed before walking downstairs to have the first shower. You watch him until he was out of sight before getting up yourself, pulling the bedsheets up and heading downstairs to start making the two of you breakfast.
Bacon and eggs on toast, seeing as you wanted to tell him what had been plaguing your mind the past couple months. You made him a nice coffee in the expensive coffee/hot chocolate machine he had bought you as a birthday present last year. Done by the time he was out. Hopefully this would soften the blow from the body slam of information you were about to drop on him.
"Bacon and eggs? This must be serious.." He says doing up the buttons on his navy shirt, making his way to the island bench and sitting on the stool his meal was placed in front of.
He was a little nervous, the look he gives you was one of concern, uncertainty and fear. You never made breakfast for the two of you, it was usually him. The last time you had made breakfast was when you told him you had declined the offer of Chief Advisor, the DSO needed to fill the position after Simmons was killed in China. That or when it was his birthday or ended up getting home late from a separate job, but those times didn't count. You were both there this morning and both about to head out on a job, so the fact that you had made him breakfast sat sideways in his gut. He also couldn't think of any type of of news you might want to convey to him as nothing other than the usual jobs had been happening in your lives.
"Yes.. I'll have a shower and tell you when I get out." You walk towards the bathroom, showering and getting dressed, you both needed to leave soon.
Walking to the kitchen Leon was cleaning up, having finished his breakfast and coffee. You stand at the island bench starting to eat your own breakfast, now cold from waiting until you got out of the shower. You couldn't bare to eat with him if the news backfired, not wanting to ruin his favourite meal.
"Alright.. You're back from the shower." Leon leans his side against the island bench, standing beside you as he dries the frying pan with a tea towel, his ice blue eyes burning a hole in the side of your face.
You sigh and put your fork and knife down, turning to face him, your eyes lock with his. He could see the uncertainty and nervousness in them, his brows furrowing.
"I'm pregnant..."
Leon's hands stopped drying, his chest had stopped moving as he unknowingly held his breath, eyes widening. You search his face for any sign, whether it be good or bad, just anything.
"Leon, breathe.." You say taking the pan and tea towel from his hands to place them on the bench in case he dropped them. "Leon, say something.. Please?" You almost beg as you take his hands in yours.
He exhales after your reminder to breathe and holds your hands tight, looking down to the rings on your fingers.
"I... How long?!"
You were surprised, his tone wasn't angry, in fact it was one of intrigue. "Almost three months now."
"THREE...!" He pulls his hands from yours and laced them in his own hair, his eyes still not leaving you. "So you were when we...?" You nod at his question. "And the last one?!" You nod once again.
"And in the Alaskan Mountains." You add.
Leon turned to the side, leaning his lower back against the bench, his face resting in one of his hands, his other arm across his chest.
"Leon? Honey, I need to know what you're thinking.." You plead with him.
"I.. I don't know. I can't let you go on this mission, you've already been pushing your body too much. What if you get hit in the stomach?!" His bottom lids had become wet, though you couldn't tell what emotion had caused it, he was all over the place right now.
"What? I don't think they will allow me to just not go when I'm needed." It was a difficult situation to be in, especially with this line of work.
"I'm sure they can make an exception, you could miscarry."
"I know, Leon... I have thought about it every single day since I found out." You weren't fighting, but voices were slightly louder than if you would be having a normal conversation. "I thought I should tell you before we go on this job." You say tucking your hands under your arms, neck sinking into your shoulders as you look to the side.
Leon looks to the clock, you had a little bit of time before you had to leave. Turning back to you he wraps his arms around you, he heard you sniff and he tightened his hold.
"You still haven't answered me." You say snuggling into his front.
"I'm happy.. I just.. It's difficult to think about this kind of thing."
"I know. But I'm glad you're not upset."
"What?!" Leon grabs your arms and pushes you away from his body, looking you dead in the eyes. "I could never be upset about this. Yes, we're getting older and yes, our job probably isn't the best or safest for a baby. But I could never be angry or upset." His bottom lids now let the tears spill from his eyes.
You reach up to place both hands on either side of his face, your thumbs rubbing away the tears. Tears of happiness.
"Thank you.. But I promise to be careful, just like I have been already."
Leon didn't like the sound of it, now knowing you were pregnant meant he was going to have to keep a closer eye on you. He nods and reaches up to take your hands in his, kissing your knuckles. "We should get going.."
You nod in agreement, pulling away from Leon you take a few more mouthfuls of your breakfast and racing to grab your gun holsters and pouches, strapping them around your waist and thighs before attaching the gun holster to the back of your belt. Heading out to Leon's bike you pull on your own leather jacket waiting for him to hop on first before you slide on behind him.
"Read?" Leon looks back to you as he starts the motorbike.
