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vivienHmmm, so here's the thing. I love the idea of crossovers with Neverwhere... but I have lots of Neverwhere only ideas. So, I shall post the crossovers to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
crossovers100 and the non-crossovers I'll post here, but I'll link them to the table anyway.
Title: The Beginning
Fandoms: Neverwhere
Characters/Pairings: They don't have names, the poor dears
Prompt: #001 Beginnings
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my characters. I borrow them with respect.
The founders of the family knew how it was to be tossed aside and disregarded. The patriarch had been cast out of the house of his fathers in a stone city far away. He'd stowed away on a ship on the long, arduous voyage to this cold place. The matriarch had been born in the streets of the village of Londinium by a whore who cared barely enough to raise her.
Outcasts they might be, but each was strong in magic and in the wisdom to use it.
They passed each other in the marketplace and their eyes met. This alone was a strange occurance - it was rare for anyone to look them in the eyes.
Together they found passages below that those above could not see. There was magic here, as well. It was ancient and wild, and it changed all who touched it.
In comfortable caverns their children were born. In the darkness their eyes changed, and their gifts grew.
Others like them, lost and fallen, found the secret places of the Underside. They sought out the family, recognizing them as leaders.
They were Openers. They could open ways and minds. And by the Temple and by the Arch, they did so from then on.
Title: The Tale of Portico and Portia
Fandoms: Neverwhere
Characters/Pairings: Portico, Portia, Arch, Egress
Prompt: #27 Parents
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but the House of Art ritual is partly mine. It was![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
miraielle's idea and was expounded upon at milliways_bar and house_of_arch.
When Portico and Portia met - and it was an arranged meeting set up by both sets of parents - they took to each other right away. They began courting, and a month later, whilst walking together in the floating market, he had joked that when she married him, she wouldn't have to change her name.
"What do you mean?" she'd asked.
"Nothing," he'd said, suddenly uncomfortable. "It was a joke."
"The marriage part or the name part?" said Portia, frowning.
Portico took her hand and kissed it. "I'd not joke about the marriage part." He caught her eyes then, and she ducked her head and smiled.
***
Lord Arch and Lady Egress were pleased for their son, but they worried he'd fallen for this girl too hard. They knew what lay ahead.
"If the Blood will have her, it will be fine," said Egress, who, having married into the House of the Arch, knew of these things. "She's an upstanding girl, and I like her a great deal."
Arch smoothed back a lock of hair from his lady wife's forehead. "I've never forgotten that terrible day, Elizabeth," he whispered.
"I know, love," she replied. "But it's what must be done."
***
Soon after the floating market, their son came to them, grim-faced, and told them he wished to marry Portia. His equally grave parents gave their approval and their blessing and asked Portico if he needed assistance.
"I wish for you both to be there," he said in reply, "as witnesses."
Arch took Portico aside and they talked long into the night, one Lord of the House of Arch to another.
***
Portia came to the House of Arch a few nights later, her eyes swollen from crying. Portico had been acting so strangely, telling her of this ritual in which she must pledge fealty to him and his house, if they were to be married. He said he wanted to marry her, and yet he was serious, so sad, as if to do so was the last thing he wanted.
Her best friend held one hand, and her sister the other - they would be her witnesses.
Portia never could quite recall exactly what had happened that night in the dark, frightening chamber to which they were taken.
Lord Arch read from a book, she was asked five questions of loyalty from the five witnesses present, and then, suddenly, Portico stood before her, mournful and frightened, yet hopeful as he traced a finger along both of their palms, slicing the skin.
He pressed his hands to hers, and she was lost in the dark opalescence of his eyes.
His blood flowed into her, and she felt it change her. She'd been born and bred in the Underside. She knew the House of Arch and those in it were special. Now she understood why.
When Portico gave her the seamless box and gently asked her to open it, she closed her eyes and it opened under her hand.
Portico kissed her again and again and whispered, "My Lady Portia of the House of Arch - you already have an opener's name."
There had been a great deal of relieved tears and joyful celebration afterward. Their engagement was announced formally and the wedding plans begun.
Portico and Portia of the House of Arch loved each other dearly till the day they died.
crossovers100 and the non-crossovers I'll post here, but I'll link them to the table anyway.Title: The Beginning
Fandoms: Neverwhere
Characters/Pairings: They don't have names, the poor dears
Prompt: #001 Beginnings
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my characters. I borrow them with respect.
The founders of the family knew how it was to be tossed aside and disregarded. The patriarch had been cast out of the house of his fathers in a stone city far away. He'd stowed away on a ship on the long, arduous voyage to this cold place. The matriarch had been born in the streets of the village of Londinium by a whore who cared barely enough to raise her.
Outcasts they might be, but each was strong in magic and in the wisdom to use it.
They passed each other in the marketplace and their eyes met. This alone was a strange occurance - it was rare for anyone to look them in the eyes.
Together they found passages below that those above could not see. There was magic here, as well. It was ancient and wild, and it changed all who touched it.
In comfortable caverns their children were born. In the darkness their eyes changed, and their gifts grew.
Others like them, lost and fallen, found the secret places of the Underside. They sought out the family, recognizing them as leaders.
They were Openers. They could open ways and minds. And by the Temple and by the Arch, they did so from then on.
Title: The Tale of Portico and Portia
Fandoms: Neverwhere
Characters/Pairings: Portico, Portia, Arch, Egress
Prompt: #27 Parents
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not my characters, but the House of Art ritual is partly mine. It was
miraielle's idea and was expounded upon at milliways_bar and house_of_arch.When Portico and Portia met - and it was an arranged meeting set up by both sets of parents - they took to each other right away. They began courting, and a month later, whilst walking together in the floating market, he had joked that when she married him, she wouldn't have to change her name.
"What do you mean?" she'd asked.
"Nothing," he'd said, suddenly uncomfortable. "It was a joke."
"The marriage part or the name part?" said Portia, frowning.
Portico took her hand and kissed it. "I'd not joke about the marriage part." He caught her eyes then, and she ducked her head and smiled.
***
Lord Arch and Lady Egress were pleased for their son, but they worried he'd fallen for this girl too hard. They knew what lay ahead.
"If the Blood will have her, it will be fine," said Egress, who, having married into the House of the Arch, knew of these things. "She's an upstanding girl, and I like her a great deal."
Arch smoothed back a lock of hair from his lady wife's forehead. "I've never forgotten that terrible day, Elizabeth," he whispered.
"I know, love," she replied. "But it's what must be done."
***
Soon after the floating market, their son came to them, grim-faced, and told them he wished to marry Portia. His equally grave parents gave their approval and their blessing and asked Portico if he needed assistance.
"I wish for you both to be there," he said in reply, "as witnesses."
Arch took Portico aside and they talked long into the night, one Lord of the House of Arch to another.
***
Portia came to the House of Arch a few nights later, her eyes swollen from crying. Portico had been acting so strangely, telling her of this ritual in which she must pledge fealty to him and his house, if they were to be married. He said he wanted to marry her, and yet he was serious, so sad, as if to do so was the last thing he wanted.
Her best friend held one hand, and her sister the other - they would be her witnesses.
Portia never could quite recall exactly what had happened that night in the dark, frightening chamber to which they were taken.
Lord Arch read from a book, she was asked five questions of loyalty from the five witnesses present, and then, suddenly, Portico stood before her, mournful and frightened, yet hopeful as he traced a finger along both of their palms, slicing the skin.
He pressed his hands to hers, and she was lost in the dark opalescence of his eyes.
His blood flowed into her, and she felt it change her. She'd been born and bred in the Underside. She knew the House of Arch and those in it were special. Now she understood why.
When Portico gave her the seamless box and gently asked her to open it, she closed her eyes and it opened under her hand.
Portico kissed her again and again and whispered, "My Lady Portia of the House of Arch - you already have an opener's name."
There had been a great deal of relieved tears and joyful celebration afterward. Their engagement was announced formally and the wedding plans begun.
Portico and Portia of the House of Arch loved each other dearly till the day they died.
