king of the fall

sideblog to munrx ares ⇞ god of war and battlelust ❛ i'm in the details with the devil, so now the world can never get me on my level. i just gotta get you off the cage. i'm a young lover's rage. gonna need a spark to ignite. ❜

[facinaoris]

MODERN OLYMPIAN AU - ARES

“There is a line before me that demarcates where you stop being treated as citizens and start being treated as soldiers.”

[adavidajane]

He is made of battle armour And sharply edged swords, But she doesn’t mind. She has fields of flowers At her disposal. She has dripping hearts To spare. She wants the heat And the fury of a war. She wants the passion Required to kill. After all, war and love Are not quite so different As they might seem. In both, you offer up Everything you have, And emerge on fire, Less whole than you Once might have been. In both, you burn And you bleed.

Nobody Ever Wins Wars, But She Won Him Over - a. davida jane (via mythaelogy)

[inamatxs]

[ @ desaeviox ]

Sitting with her back to the wall, Aphrodite carefully peruses the selection of clitoral vibrators the online version of The Loose Caboose has to offer. There are simply too many to choose from, their function capabilities as different as good and bad. And doing so in full view of anyone who fancies a cup of coffee and a pastry isn’t exactly the best of choices. But her own level of embarrassment has already nearly been whittled away to nothing over the years — to the point that she’s practically indifferent to the fact that the young girl sitting one table over with her parents is currently fixated on her screen, probably curious as to what she’s doing. Silly children and their nosiness. 

Chewing on her bottom lip in indecision, the goddess considers purchasing at least three different brands, wanting to test the products out before she fully commits to one.  ❛  CHOICES, CHOICES,  ❜   she murmurs, gracefully folding her hands in her lap as she inwardly curses the god of vibrators for giving her so many options.

[desaeviox]

despite the fact that pastry shops are usually the last place you’d expect to find the god of war, ares IGNORES the curious looks several women toss his way — that’s the beauty of mortality; their lives are so short-lived that they find pleasure in the simplest of things, such as staring at men — as he STRIDES with purposeful steps toward the booth located in the far corner of the room, where a beautiful blonde currently sits, her eyes glued to her laptop screen as she clicks through several pages of clitoral vibrators. 

that’s so like her. 

for years, he searched for her, combing through city after city, leaving no stone unturned. and when his determination finally procured the results he wanted all along, his discovery leads him to a cafe, where she’s in the middle of the process of ordering sex toys. with a frown, ares PLANTS himself in front of her, claiming the unoccupied seat without a word, and crossing his arms, he gazes across the table at her, a single, thick eyebrow climbing his forehead at the way she’s hunched over the table, lines of concentration bracketing her mouth.   ❛   you really weren’t kidding, huh?   ❜    he EYES her with disbelief — then shakes his head.   ❛   you think that’ll be enough to keep a woman with your sexual appetite satisfied?   ❜   what a crude thing to say, even for him ... but he just can’t seem to help himself. aphrodite has that kind of effect on him. she always has.

[oydsseus]

“no,” he would say: cruel lips taut as hooded gaze travels over the prudent bones in his weathered hands. “i hear them.” 

[oydsseus]

ares || greek god of war

 He is one of the Twelve Olympians, and the son of Zeus and Hera. In Greek literature, he often represents the physical or violent and untamed aspect of war, in contrast to the armored Athena, whose functions as a goddess of intelligence include military strategy and generalship.

The Greeks were ambivalent toward Ares: although he embodied the physical valor necessary for success in war, he was a dangerous force, “overwhelming, insatiable in battle, destructive, and man-slaughtering.” His sons Fear (Phobos) and Terror (Deimos) and his lover, or sister, Discord (Enyo) accompanied him on his war chariot. In the Iliad, his father Zeus tells him that he is the god most hateful to him. An association with Ares endows places and objects with a savage, dangerous, or militarized quality. His value as a war god is placed in doubt: during the Trojan War, Ares was on the losing side, while Athena, often depicted in Greek art as holding Nike (Victory) in her hand, favored the triumphant Greeks.

Ares plays a relatively limited role in Greek mythology as represented in literary narratives, though his numerous love affairs and abundant offspring are often alluded to. When Ares does appear in myths, he typically faces humiliation. He is well known as the lover of Aphrodite, the goddess of love, who was married to Hephaestus, god of craftsmanship. The most famous story related to Ares and Aphrodite shows them exposed to ridicule through the wronged husband’s clever device.

[choixjunsu]

    “PLEASE TELL ME I’M NOT IMAGINING THINGS,” Junsu murmured as he watched a life-sized banana and whoopee cushion stride past where he stood on the corner of Fremont Street and Las Vegas Boulevard. “IS THERE SOME KIND OF PARADE GOING ON I’M NOT AWARE OF?”

[desaeviox]

❛   doubt it.   ❜   his dark gaze TRACKS the banana and whoopee cushion’s progress as they cross the street and steadily make their way toward another intersection.   ❛   unless your power lies in the dream world — because very seldom do two people dream the same, damn thing.   ❜   just because he’s regaled, or disregarded, as a god of war doesn’t mean he’s stupid. he just chooses not to evoke wittiness unless the situation warrants it.   ❛   rather than a parade, i’d say they were heading toward some kind of costume party.   ❜    he SHRUGS, indifferent to the situation. it doesn’t involve him, so why should he care?    

❛   you afraid of losing your mind?   ❜    the way he worded that GIVES off the impression that he is.

[okayodysseus]

modern mythology aesthetics, featuring ares

“The name Ares is traditionally connected with the Greek word ἀρή (arē), the Ionic form of the Doric ἀρά (ara), “bane, ruin, curse, imprecation"”

requested by @herrmees

[desaeviox]

potniaxtheron:

“Yes, well, neither do you,” she responded lightheartedly, too familiar with Ares’s nature to take offense at anything he said, insult or not. “I don’t need a bobcat. I just happen to find them beautiful. Besides, I know better than to cage a wild animal. Such things never work out for the better.” They only wind up hurting the animal in the end, and that was the very last thing she wanted. All animals were meant to be cherished and respected. To do otherwise was to spit in the face of nature herself. 

“What’s that?” Artemis asked suddenly - as soon as her gaze fell on the navy blue bottle he was currently nursing - a childlike curiosity overtaking her.

❛   i’ve decided to take that as a compliment,  ❜  he RESPONDS, a bit of bite in his tone — but the amusement still remains.  ❛  so — what? you were talking from a hypothetical point of view?  your twin likes to do that too — pretend he isn’t actually going through whatever the hell he’s talking about ... like it’s someone else’s problem.  ❜     and he talksa lot. the god would talk your ear off if you let him. but since ares has a tendency to slap him upside the head with a shield whenever he tries, apollo pretty much leaves him alone.

❛   oh, koúkla. believe me, you don’t want to know.  ❜   an IMMEDIATE reply, no hesitation in its deliverance. letting the virgin goddess in on the secrets of his water bottle won’t end well for either of them.  ❛   just think of it as water. delicious stuff.  ❜

[bruceswaynes]

Myths: Ares - The Greek god of war. He is one of the Twelve Olympians, and the son of Zeus and Hera. In Greek literature, he often represents the physical or violent and untamed aspect of war. In appearance, Ares was handsome and cruel. He is often depicted carrying a bloodstained spear.

[potniaxtheron-blog]

“Is it against man’s law to own a bobcat?”

[desaeviox]

❛   you never change,   ❜   ares STATES sardonically, long, thick fingers, riddled with scars, closing around the navy blue water bottle he’s already taken a few swigs out of. it may look like water, but it’s actually everclear skillfully blended with vodka and just a drop, or two, of ambrosia.   ❛   what the hell do you even need a bobcat for? wild animals don’t tame easily.   ❜   shouldn’t the goddess of the hunt know that?

[darshanasuresh]

ares wears a helmet and carries a gun. he doesn’t want to fight anymore, but he’s not strong enough to stay away. he fires, watches as blood sprays forward.some things, he thinks, never change.

Darshana S., modern myth series - “the god of war is tired of battle” (via mythaelogy)

[petales]

GREEK MYTHOLOGY:   ares.

He was disliked by both his parents. Whenever Ares appeared in a myth, he was depicted as a violent personality, who faced humiliation through his defeats more than once. In the Iliad, it is mentioned that Zeus hated him more than anyone else; Ares was also on the losing side of the Trojan War, favouring the Trojans. He was the lover of his sister, Aphrodite, who was married to Hephaestus. When the latter found out about the affair, he devised a plan and managed to humiliate both of them. The union of Ares and Aphrodite resulted in the birth of eight children, including Eros, god of love.

[aaronellas]

greek gods: ares

Ares was the god of war, and son of Zeus and Hera. He represented the raw violence and untamed acts that occured in wartime, in contrast to Athena, who was a symbol of tactical strategy and military planning.