217 - Apotheosis - Disciple and Deity - Sarbear12456 - Sanctuary/SG-1/Dark Angel/VA/Blue Bloods

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Title: Disciple and Deity
Fandom: Sanctuary/Stargate SG-1/Dark Angel/Vampire Academy/Blue Bloods
Prompt: Apotheosis
Warnings: Angst
Rating: K
Summary: A collection of goddesses through the eyes of men.

A/N: this is a set of drabbles all about how men perceive those they love. Let the cheesiness ensue.

 

 

Sanctuary – Helen/John

She was immortal, invulnerable, unreachable and worshiped. If that did not define a goddess, what did? He was absolutely devoted to her from the moment he set eyes on her. She was the centre of his world and he held her in the highest regard he had any person. She gave purpose to his life. Even during darker days after he had turned from her and his former life, he could not find it in himself to truly relinquish the hold she had on him.

In London, when they were decades younger than now, she had been a goddess of beauty, intelligence and passion, Athena made flesh. Now, she was so much more. A darker beauty, wise and determined. It had been so long that he no longer truly known her, but the mystery that enveloped her like smoke made her even more God-like.

He was not alone in his worship. Her friends, her patients, all had cast her as a larger-than-life figure. In a way she was, no-one remained normal at 157.

He looked at her again and realized how entirely mortal she was. Human, goddess, healer, killer, ruler and servant.

And it only made him love her more.

 

Stargate SG-1 – Sam/Jack

No-one knew Samantha Carter like he did.

Many knew Doctor Carter, the woman who had spearheaded the research (and practice) of wormhole physics. Doctor Carter was renowned for her brilliant and ground-breaking ideas. Colonel Carter was also well known. She was the person who helped defeat a dynasty that controlled a galaxy for thousands of years. Colonel Carter was a brilliant leader and fearless fighter. But these were only parts of Samantha Carter.

Samantha Carter was more than that. She had power over many, and chose not to use it. She had the potential to rule the world and chose instead to serve it.

She was honest, wise, brave and forgiving. She was everything to him.

Samantha Carter was the reason he lived and died. He was forever her faithful follower.

 

Dark Angel – Max/Logan

You could never say that Logan was an overly emotional or melodramatic man. He provided truth to a world that lacked honesty. He delivered his truth in a melodramatic way, but he was not melodramatic, it was simply how he made his voice heard.

Unfortunately, compared to Max, no-one was down-to-earth. The girl made facts seem like fairytales she was such a realist. Maybe that was what happened when you spent most of your childhood in a government institution learning how to kill people, you didn’t hear many fairytales.

She didn’t realize it, but she had the potential to change the world. She was serene and confident, nothing could harm her. She wasn’t cruel, but she did what she had to do to stay ahead of the darkness that had hounded her for years. Max may not have noticed it, but nowadays she did put her neck on the line for others. It wasn’t about herself anymore, she helped others.

Max walked through a world of greed, lies, rot and grief and it washed off her silky skin as if she were made of glass. But she would never be that breakable. Because she was Max, designed to be perfect.

 

Vampire Academy – Rose/Dimitri

It had been so long since he had seen her, years really. It was obvious that the time had changed her. Her hair was shorter and she showed off her molnija marks proudly, declaring to the world that she had killed several Strigoi in service to Moroi. No matter how long it was, the sunlight glinted off it, making it a softer shade of brown and silky as ever. Her arms were more toned, if that were possible, and she radiated inner strength, wrought through hardship and determination. Events that had left deep scars, but had only made her steadier.

The most shocking of all the changes was the way she held herself, the way she looked at her surroundings. Rose was no longer a young girl who could kick ass and provide snarky comebacks. She was now wise enough to hold her tongue, to think before she spoke or acted, this made her remarks all the more humorous of cutting, depending on her intention.

This was not the Rose he knew, with raw talent and at real risk of harming herself. This Rose had gained the respect of guardians worldwide. This Rose would do what was necessary to do her job regardless of what it meant for her. This Rose was a complete stranger. Mysterious and powerful.

It was blasphemy to turn to the woman beside him, now that he could barely remember her face or name, and introduce her as his fiancé.

 

Blue Bloods – Schyler/Jack

It was a sin, one quite similar to the one he was cast from heaven for. He was, after all, a fallen angel. Cursed for daring to love Lucifer more than God. Looking at her looking at the painting he realised he was absolutely content. He did not seek redemption, from either God or the former Prince of Heaven. He wanted to never leave the museum, never move on from that moment in time.

Schyler looked so innocent and mature at the same time. She was a new soul, not cast from Heaven, but born on Earth. At the same time, the depth of her emotion astounded him. She examined the painting before her and knew exactly what it meant, the emotions of the couple. It was the same understanding and insight that he loved about her. Mimi, though hundreds of years older, had yet to learn as much about humanity as Schyler had in a decade and a half.

As much as he hated to admit it, she would be the death of him. Mimi would never forgive his betrayal. But while he had lived with Mimi, even as a part of her, he lived for Schyler. He would gladly die if it meant he remained loyal to her. As soon as she first spoke to him, noticing who he was and caring, he had been a believer. He could never be converted.