⊹₊ ⋆ ( peter gadiot, cisman, he/him, thirty four, mood manipulation & combat proficiency ) look, it’s ARES, the GOD OF WAR AND COURAGE. they are known to be BRAVE but PUGNACIOUS and associated with BRUISED KNUCKLES & BUSTED LIPS, THE ANTICIPATION BEFORE THE FIRST STRIKE, NEVER KNOWING WHEN TO BACK DOWN FROM A FIGHT, FIGHTING UNTIL YOUR LAST BREATH, “DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT; RAGE, RAGE AGAINST THE DYING OF THE LIGHT”. they might be on their way to their job as a CEO at SPARTAN SECURITY INC. or maybe just to SPAR & TRAIN. i heard that on the night zeus went missing they were RUNNING AN OP FOR A HIGH PROFILE CLIENT but who knows considering there are whispers of [REDACTED]
the basics.
name → ares
divine duties → overseeing war, battle, civil order, violence, and courage
mortal alias → mateo reyes talavera
age → immortal, on this realm thirty four
gender → cis man
pronouns → he/him
sexual orientation → demisexual biromantic
occupation → ceo of spartan security inc.
key points.
ares is proficient in all forms of combat, from hand to hand, to using all sorts of weapons, no matter what weapon, in his hands it does not miss.
in this human form ares retains only some of his abilities, mood manipulation which could be positive or negative, he could either make someone feel peaceful and brave during a conflict or increase the rage within them.
ares followed zeus and hera shortly after they came to this realm and ever since has realized that humans never really needed an influence to fight each other.
he founded his private security company, it goes from small tasks of providing private security to businesses, all the way to high profile cases who require small tactical armies, he doesn’t ask questions just gets the client what they want. he often oversees high profile ops and personally trains his top officers.
ares has never wanted to fulfill his divine duties, he never meant to bring so much chaos and violence, he is tired of being the most hated of the gods, the one people only pray in their worst moments, if he could traded it all for a peaceful life he would.
wanted plots & connections.
close friend(s): ares does not have many friends, even less of those he would consider close. because of his nature he is not usually well liked, but these would be the ones who managed to see past the façade and got to see the real him, the soft and kind part of himself that he keeps hidden. (open)
protégé: someone he feels the need to protect, they activated a sort of big brother instinct, he just wants to keep them safe, protect what's good in the world. (open)
enemy: someone who clashes with the way ares does things. they don't quite hate each other, might at times be willing to lend each other a hand, but they definitely do not like each other (open)
right hand man (or woman): his second in command at the security firm, they run things when ares is not around, and often go to ops in his place. (open)
the compliment made psyche smile and sit up straighter. "thank you," she replied as she turned the notebook to face him so he could get a better look. still, she could not let his initial hesitation pass. "why sorry, though?" she studied ares' face, wondering if maybe she had disrupted some deep thought. she hoped it wasn't important.
❝oh just that it wasn't my intention to stare❞ ares said with a small smile, ❝which i should've done, since your work is beautiful❞ he complimented again, there was fondness there, in a little sister he never wanted kind of way.
it wasn't as if he was trying to bring down the mood, but the thought hadn’t left his mind since he had heard about it, ❝did you hear? about zeus?❞
They leaned into the flame of the lighter. Thanatos waiting until it caught the flame and took a quick puff before rolling their eyes. They had really needed that. "Were you? Not many people do seek me out. Most avoid me when they can." Thanatos knew they were not the most welcomed among their kind. They recalled the man Ares had brought in. He often brought a few of his men to them. They had become Ares' personal medical attendant. Thanatos didn't mind. The two of them have had this arrangement going on for years. "It went against all I stand for to not take him. But, I owed you one. The next one may not be so lucky." They warned Ares.
there was a kinship about not being the most well liked amongst the gods, but unlike ares, thanatos was not openly hated, it all came back as ares kept thinking about, to their divine duties, some people were just not ready to go. ❝trust me, when it becomes time for all this to end i do hope it is you that takes me❞ ares said with a small smile.
❝and i appreciate it❞ the god of war said with a small bow of his head, he didn't all the things he had been prepared to say when thanking thanatos, like his employee was a good man —well as good as humans can be— or that he had a family, because in the end none of that mattered if it was your time. ❝as for compensation?❞ ares asked.
the news of zeus' disappearance comes as a shock to aphrodite, everything seemed as well as they could be or maybe there was something she simply didn't know about. maybe the old man simply went away, not disappeared or took a vacation without them knowing. as she was still drowning in thoughts, the door to their high rise apartment opened, revealing her beloved husband. "ares." she smiled in greetings. "my love, have you heard?"
the news took him by suprise, to be honest ares was quite sure that the news would take everyone by surprise. how does anyone process the fact that zeus is gone, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind, and even more questions, ares knew something had to be done, an investigation? a search party? before he could think of anything that might be of help, ares knew where he had to go, home.
❝aphrodite❞ ares said closing the distance between them, he didn't know what he had imagined, but he knew he had to see her immediately ❝as soon as the news reached me i knew i had no other place to be but by your side❞ ares said holding out his hand for her to take, ❝i know there's work to be done, but i want to hear your thoughts first...❞
On this brisk winter day most people were enjoying this colder weather. Thanatos wasn’t like most people. Leaning against a wall away from the hospital, Thanatos was taking one of their many smoking breaks of the day. As a nurse, Thanatos knew the irony of them smoking. Sadly it was the only thing that distressed them. They had an unlit cigarette in their teeth. After a couple of clicks of his lighter, they scuffed. It was out. They really needed this smoke. Stepping out he approached the nearest person. “Do you have a lighter?”
❝that shit is going to kill you❞ ares said with a smile and a flick of his lighter, he walked closer to lit thanatos' smoke.
ares had just taken care of the hospital bill for one of his employees that had been injured during an op, and had been looking for thanatos, ❝i was just looking for you, it seems like my man jim is going to pull out of this one... thanks to you...❞
It was no secret Eris loved to create chaos between the people , including gods . A rarity of her getting hurt but here she was , picking up the broken glass at her bar once the authority took the others involved away with a cut on her side . ❝ ⸻ If you have something to say , just come out with it .❞
❝i wasn't going to say anything...❞ ares said with a tone of fake surrender, ❝except maybe i told you so, but i am better than that❞ he let out a sigh, if there was anyone who knew what it was to be the cause of, well, — bad things, it was him.
never the ones to be liked by the gods, always to blame by the humans, it was in their nature. ❝do you have a first aid kit? i have a feeling you do, where is it?❞
when there was nothing else to do and psyche was feeling uninspired, she liked to go to the park. it was an excellent place to take a drawing pad and quickly sketch what she observed. "if you want it, you can have it." psyche replied once she noticed she was the one being observed. "i just need to finish one or two more things." as she spoke, the artist smudged some of the cast shadows. // @olympiansarchive
humans didn't need divine influence to fight each other, they were always so full of rage, ares sipped his coffee and recalled the woman yelling at the poor teenager behind the bar. and even now in this quiet park, he could feel the start of an argument not far off, someone bumping into someone, that's all they needed.
❝uh?!❞ ares said being brought out of his musings, ❝sorry i wasn't...❞ he began to say but finally took a look at the drawing being offered, ❝oh this is really good, you are really talented.❞
