Title: Irresistible - Bride of the Water God
Tags: Hannibal AU, Alternate Universe - fantasy, Omegaverse, Mythological Beings, Shapeshifting, Rituals, Weddings, Explicit Sexual Content, Mentions of Sacrifices, OC Deaths, Mpreg by definition
Summary: To appease the Sea God sacrifices must be made. Hannibal decides to step in for this year’s sacrifice for personal reasons, but neither God nor sacrifice are what he expected them to be.
>> A mythological approach on love in a fantasy setting, with dashes of Omegaverse and a twist of Hannigram.
I float up, driven by irritated interest, listening to the heartbeat. Sedate, calm … until it suddenly isn’t anymore, thundering in its meaty prison. Breath comes short and I realize it’s a man, not a girl, a man, dressed in the sacrificial garb, daring me to reject him with glowering eyes that pierce the thin layer of water still separating us.
I grimace, realizing I’ve been seen, and grumpily rise, undulating with a full splash for effect, my fins spread, iridescent scales shimmering all over my skin, my shape morphing into human resemblance, only my tail swishing lightly to keep my balance.
I know it is an impressive sight, the waves rising to meet me, my ceremonial white clothing swirling around me like fog and sea foam, the scales picking up the turquoise of the sea.
Whenever I’ve shown myself before people had been afraid of me, cowering before me, cries of mercy begging me not to devour them with my shark-like sharp teeth, which I always like to keep, even in this more humanoid form.
I was prepared that this might have changed a bit since I took his face, for his countenance was much more becoming, much more gentle. Much more beautiful.
I was not prepared for this being’s reaction, the gasp of sheer terror, nor the pitiful and heartbreaking wail that breaks out of him, ending in a sob while he falls to his knees, his face contorted with profound sorrow.
Such delicate and deep-feeling creatures. The hot sun heats their every move, their every emotion. His emotions brand up to me, burning, scorching in their intensity.
A love, so intense it transcended everything. A loss, so devastating only black remained.
Link to fit and art: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20117752/chapters/47658760
