why so many "feminist" retellings of the persephone & hades myth and yet none where persephone kidnaps him instead. do we not believe in women's wrongs.
“how would that even work” easy. she’s spring, she’s renewal, she’s the flowers that grow out of gravedirt. she knows what death is, and she hungers for how it feeds her. innocently, in her way. not innocent of desire; that’s nature taking its course. innocent to the upset it causes, if she extends her reach. she inherits a very powerful mantle, mother to daughter.
so if she should lay a trap and lure the king of the underworld out of his realm and into hers? it might take a while to notice he’s gone. she has the world’s worth of beautiful sights and smells and sensations to dazzle a god whose subjects are dampened souls and cold metal. who could bring themselves to mind the dead when a goddess is brushing rich petals against your cheeks? when she’s as warm as the sunlight you rarely rise to see? when she appreciates you so much more than anyone else has ever feared you, and twines herself around you like a strangler fig?
and like if i wasn’t clear enough here, there is some sex pollen shit going on here so that she can fuck him whether he likes it or not. that part of the myth also gets to stay <3 for her <3
















