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#ares headcanons
aristia-pjoheadcanons · 9 months
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POSTING ARES HCS BC HE NEVER GETS ENOUGH ATTENTION
(This is actually canon): It was referenced multiple time in the series “Trials of Apollo” that Ares will often make dirty (inappropriate)-jokes and generally joke around with Apollo about certain things.
Which bring me my headcanon that Apollo and Ares get along because they are the black sheep’s of the family. Apollo will get emotional and start trauma dumping in him, while Ares is sitting there like “that’s rough buddy.”
More headcanons now:
Ares is actually one of the neutral gods in Olympus. (Along with Dionysus, Hades, Athena). Which makes sense why he keeps switching sides mid battle, but even though he does that—other Gods still tolerate him.
He will often be the troublemaker. Often sending horrible pranks to other Gods like creating terrifying & disgusting monsters and send it to Apollo/Hermes/Demeter etc. and blame it on Apollo/Hermes (which usually works because they’re all tricksters).
Demeter doesn’t hate Ares since he would often protect village crops from priests back in 399B.C
I feel like he’s the type of God to have a terrible soft spot for very specific things but would not admit it because he has an image to maintain.
Athena and Ares act like siblings in private meetings and can generally have a nice conversation about battle strategies.
When Athena and Ares were kids they would be on Mount Olympus while silently judging whoever passed them while making nicknames of the people around them. So now, as adults they have a lot of inside jokes but refrain from using them around others.
Hephaestus and Ares are really f’ king awkward around each other for no reason whatsoever. Maybe it’s the fact that they don’t really know how to make friends or not used to making them. But Ares is the God that sends the most requests from him and often praises him (but not to his face). -(which reminds me of when Apollo said he gives encouragement to Hephaestus when he’s working, canon btw).
Ares gets shy very often but has to look strong and unfazed even when his face is red. Most gods just assume that he’s so mad that he turned red.
Other times when he looks like he’s about to pop a blood vessel on his neck & forehead simultaneously, he’s actually trying not to burst out laughing.
He finds his own jokes and thoughts entertaining and has a hard time controlling his facial expressions when he thinks of something stupid. Sometimes he says some of them out loud, other times he keeps it to himself bc most of his jokes don’t even make sense unless you hear his full thoughts.
When the Gods of Olympus first met Ares when he was introduced, everyone thought he was a lot more handsome then they assumed. He usually had a helmet on that covered most of his face and during banquets he would just show himself as smoke (not a person), so when they saw him they thought he looked attractive.
Ares finds it embarrassing to see sculptures of himself. In one of them, you can see him trying to cover up his private areas. He thinks that that is no place for people to see. Which is why he never enters museums.
His favourite meals are burgers, fries, fish n’ chips, (Americanised) Chinese food.
Doesn’t like wine that much, but prefers beer.
(Canon) Since Apollo Said that the Gods have game nights in Mount Olympus,
(headcanon) Ares is the instigator during heated discussions about who is cheating or who won. Ares actually controls his temper well & isn’t the one throwing a tantrum, but rather it’s the other Gods who do so. Athena doesn’t care so much as she believes she can spent her intellect in something worth giving it for, but it’s everyone else that is like that. Hephaestus and Hades are never invited, until after the P.J. Series where they finally accepted him to the table. Hephaestus never truly shows up, he’s awkward and is very insecure about how he smells, looks and gets anxious. If he does ever play, he’s completely quiet and tries to take up as less space as possible. They often put Zeus & Hera/Athena/Artemis at each ends of the table. But everybody let’s Zeus win every once in a while bc he’s a sore loser and nobody has the time & energy for another conflict, not even Ares himself.
When Ares first understood the extent of his powers & realised he could control dead people from the underworld, Hades had to tell him to stop because he needed the labour.
Ares deepest, darkest secret is that he watched children’s movies. But in public cinemas or with other gods/people he will watch action movies.
He secretly wishes that he had a loving family. Over 3 millennia’s of being alive - he is bound to think of things like that at least once.
(Canon) Apollo Said that Zeus used to sing songs during banquets before he was born—
Headcanons: if Ares was alive at that time, he would probably laugh in a corner while listening to him and he would get grounded by his father.
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mythologicalcorner · 2 years
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Ares Dating Headcanons
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• Ares will always be quite possessive of you, even when he doesn’t mean to be. As soon as you’re his everything that comes near you is perceived by him to be a potential threat - he means well and just wants to look after you, but if can be quite a lot sometimes.
• Whenever he goes to war you will always be his good luck charm. You’re there behind the lines and kept comfortable and safe, but the fact that he knows you’re nearby when he’s unleashing the best of his abilities gives him the best self performance he could ever see.
• Ares is rather tough in his affection even though he may not mean to be, it’s just his strength and roughness he doesn’t realise. So, you’d probably have to accustom yourself to him as he doesn’t realise his own strength - especially as it’s something he takes so much pride in.
• Just like his affection, he’s a lot stronger than you are regardless of whether you’re a human or another deity. However, if you are a human he will try his best to be a bit more delicate with you as his own personal experiences have shown how fragile humans really are in comparison to him.
• He is well aware of how vindictive some of the other gods can be, especially those he’s been intimate with before. Because of this he won’t be inclined to introduce you to them and may even hide you until he’s no longer able to.
• Quality time with Ares usually happens after he’s won a battle or isn’t having to fight that day (as well as any duties he’s been freed from) and he always tries to make the most of this time with you. He tries to relax with you, but he’s constantly training so you would accompany him and watch while he does so.
• Ares doesn’t have any genuine hobbies other than fighting and improving hi strength and abilities in battle as he’s never found anything he genuinely enjoys other than this. But if you have any hobbies that you want to continue while with him he’s going to be very interested in them and tries his best to understand why you like them so much.
• You wouldn’t have a lot of alone time or genuine freedom if your were the partner of Ares as you’re always expected to accompany him. He wants to show you off and have you present in all of his life’s aspects so you’re hardly ever apart.
• Ares wouldn’t enjoy being with someone who defied him too often, mainly due to him fighting against others so much in his life that he just wants someone who will always be there for him. He can take active criticism though, and if you point something out he will attempt to better himself on the matter for your sake.
• Ares, just like the other gods, has a difficult time sticking to one partner for a long time but he’s also well aware of other beings customs and what you may expect from him. He’d never love anyone the way he loves you while you’re his, and he definitely doesn’t behave like he did when he wasn’t in a relationship.
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rukia-writes · 1 year
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Greek pantheon x WW! Reader
A/N: I had an idea 💡
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Zeus: our training will be glorious!
⚡️Power, beauty, intelligence. Say less. Zeus defeintely wears his heart on his sleeve and he definetly loves training with his powerful partner.
⚡️Even if his beloved hits him directly in the face he just loves it and the lasso?! Zeus: Kinky.
⚡️Zeus finds the lasso of truth interesting 🧐; because if they ask what’s he’s been up to while tied with it he always says” I was thinking about you.” Which is the truth. If he gets a hold of it and captures his Amazon Zeus has some interesting questions ⚡️
⚡️Everyone in Valhalla knows Zeus and (Name) are training because they hear “Boom” and see shockwaves throughout the realm.
⚡️During the giantomachy I’d imagine it would play out very differently; the two definitely kicks some ass and have each others back. All is fair in love in war and if Zeus can he’ll save his beloved only to wink and say “You owe me one love.” As he proceeds to fuck up more soldiers.
⚡️Zeus definitely loves to be picked up by his WW! S/o and they are able to fly around Valhalla ♥️ Zeus also likes to woo so his amazon lover should expect gifts 🎁 and little love poems.
⚡️When the time comes he definetly asks his beloved to be in the ragnarok; he has 100% faith they’ll crush their opponent.
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🗡️ Ares and his beloved train all the time and everytime he learns something new; in the beginning Ares wasn’t the best but he learned and he’s only getting better even if his s/o is still stronger than himself.
🗡️Sometimes Ares brags about his s/o but it comes from a good place; he just knows his WW! S/o is just powerful and sometimes she will have to kindly tell Ares to knock it down a few pegs.
🗡️ Ares won’t admit it out loud but he loves WW! s/o a lot especially when they fly and they can carry him in their arms ♥️ and when they kiss in the sky Ares will always remember it.
🗡️ Ares is scared of the lasso of truth because his beloved always asks him (while being tied up) “Did you eat my food when I wasn’t looking?” Or “Did you take my shield out today? It has several dents on it.” And Ares has to tell the truth 🥴🥴 but he knows his beloved Amazon will forgive him.
🗡️If his WW! S/O gets picked for Ragnarok Ares will be there and he’ll be cheering and doing a little bragging. Hermes doesn’t mind it because it’s true.
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🦁 Like Zeus combat and love mix and training always comes off as nice blend because the two exchange blows but sneak in a few loving moments.
🦁 the two definitely debate about Hercules getting a shield; Hercules doesn’t like it but his beloved Amazon says it’s essential. if Hercules has a mission in Midgard he definitely takes her with him and if there are any monsters terrozing they definitely put an end to them.
🦁 it’s funny because IF his beloved ever takes damage Hercules is very protective of them and he’ll definitely try to get payback. Even though he knows his love is okay.
🦁 Hercules loves that his WW! S/o can fly and will sometimes ask if they will give him a lift; they definitely kiss in the air a few times. (Bitch I’m jealous)
🦁 Lasso of truth has no power here. Hercules always tells the truth. So when he gets tied up he just laughs and says “I always tell the truth.” ♥️ however while Hercules could definitely use the lasso he doesn’t.
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🌸 LOVES HER WW! S/O so much.
🌸 “Kick their ass babe!” “How strong, my love is the best.” “A beautiful body with intelligence.”
🌸 before the two get together she’s the biggest fan; the biggest fan. The reason Valhalla knows about (Name) is Aphrodite. Especially in meetings. A monster is in Valhalla? She volunteers for them to go …just so she can play damsel in distress and she knows her idol will save her and when it happens she’s smitten.
🌸 Even though Aphrodite isn’t a fighter she’s definitely there to support her lover anyway she can; if her WW! S/o is training she’s there with water. (And it’s only for her love; if anybody’s else is there ..that’s their problem.) Outfit torn from battle? Aphrodite makes sure her WW! S/O gets an new outfit or she tries to fix it. ♥️
🌸 Their love is definitely sweet; and in Ragnarok she cheers for them and supports them anyway she can. (We’ll ignore that Aphrodite gave her WW lover a tight hug before fighting with shower of kisses 😽
🌸 the lasso of truth is scared of Aphrodite (lmao). Aphrodite tells the truth…a bit too much. “The lasso compels you! Where is your favorite place to be kissed.” “My goodness, I like to be kissed on my cheek-oh! Also my neck and don’t forget my chest-“
🌸 Aphrodite: 100
Lasso of truth: 0
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💀The picture of his brothers in his throne room also has a big picture of his WW! S/o. All the while in the background as Hades reads a book as his beloved is round house kicking demons that decided to cause trouble in Helheim that day.
💀 in the Gigantomachy even though Hades handles the titans by himself he wishes he could have seen his WW! S/o take on Gaia and her army. Hades heard it was like watching Athena fighting and when Hades sees the soldiers on the battlefield that she handled he just melts on the inside.
💀 the two train sometimes; Hades in his later years doesn’t do it as much but he will do it for fun if she asks.
💀 Lasso has no power on Hades really, so he asks to borrow it to use it on his brothers. Hades has caught Zeus and Adamas. One day he will get Poseidon. So far he knows more about his brothers; he’s definitely the favorite brother. ♥️
💀 No demon has escaped Helheim with these two; the two are a power couple. When Nostradamus is sentenced to Helheim (Name) feels like he shouldn’t be there and definitely takes the boy in. Which Hades doesn’t protest. Beelzebub has tried to take on the Amazon of Helheim (a title she has earned) and definitely sees why Hades likes her.
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🔱 Power Vs Power
🔱 “It’s decided then! We take out their army and destroy our enemies!” (Name) “Wonderfully said! Let us destroy them!” (Zeus) “…” (Poseidon)
🔱 Most of the time Poseidon doesn’t say anything because he respects his WW! S/o strength and intelligence as she does the same for Poseidon. The Greek pantheon prizes strength in all forms and Poseidon believes his WW! S/o will get the job done even if he doesn’t say it.
🔱 The gigantomachy had to been a sight to see as the two were a force to be reckon with. Poseidon destroying his enemies while his beloved Amazon not only keeps up him in combat but helps out others. Yes. Poseidon is secretly preparing a wedding but his beloved doesn’t need to know that.
🔱 Poseidon loves that his WW! S/o can fly and sometimes he hates it. Like in battle, he loves that because it’s such a proficient power and yet if his WW! S/o sneaks up from behind him and scoops him up in her arms there is nothing he can do and it takes him by surprise. Air kisses? No. Put him down first. Instead they get water kisses (since WW can breath underwater and I’m going to assume so can Poseidon) ♥️ (now Poseidon doesn’t mind air kisses in the air if the two have their intimate moments 🫣. Actually they all of the Greek pantheon like that. I’m just saying.)
🔱 lasso of truth is Poseidon’s enemy and he always dodges when his WW! S/o tries to tie him up with it. Poseidon doesn’t like the lasso on HIM because he can’t hide behind his wall. It’s not that he lies, but if he doesn’t want to share something then he just gets grumpy. (Since he has to tell the truth) However! If it’s simple questions like “Who is your favorite brother? The lasso compels you!” Poseidon doesn’t mind questions like that. Although If his beloved isn’t careful Poseidon will tie her up too and get her to answer A LOT of questions 😈 (like her favorite jewelry stone for marriage)
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🎼 After a long day of fighting/training Hermes definitely likes to relax his sweet and kick ass amazon. Sometimes by playing music and whatever relaxes her. After a rough battle if she asks for something Hermes will provide; he doesn’t spoil her. Of course not. ♥️
🎼 Hermes didn’t believe in love at first sight but when he first saw her destroying Gaia’s soldiers in the gigantomachy he definitely experience a fiery heart ❤️‍🔥
🎼 in Ragnarok he silently cheers her on, and if Ares has a question (which he does) Hermes gives concrete details of her power and strength. Maybe in too much detail. ♥️
🎼 Loves, love the fact she can fly and always commends her for giving him a lift sometimes with a kiss and sometimes just with a smile. ♥️ Won’t talk about the two using her flight powers for other purposes 🫣
🎼 Hermes has a love/hate with the lasso of truth, if it’s used on others that’s fine but like he would prefer if she not use it on him. So, he dodges if he can.
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Ares x god of lies!reader
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• first you would be the god of lies and manipulation, so you would be extremely manipulative. your personality will be like HuTao from genshin impact, keep that in mind before you start reading the post
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- enemies to lovers.
- you would make the perfect villain couple.
- he doesn't like you to go to wars, because he's afraid you'll get hurt.
- about the Trojan war:
• at first he probably sided with the Greeks, on their side, because of you.
• when he switched sides you had a fight, and you had a fight for a week, and although it doesn't look like he was the first to apologize.
• you were one of the main forces that made the Greeks win.
• you were in the contest when aphrodite was considered the most beautiful, that's why you also revolted against the trojans.
- ares would give you many, many gifts.
- he would definitely make wars in your name
- only he knows his fragile side, he was the only one to see you cry, he was always the only one to understand you.
- About the beauty pageant, he was certainly furious when he found out that you weren't considered the most beautiful, he almost started a war, if not for you, Ivy and Zeus to calm him down he probably would have killed all the Trojans.
- you are the only one who knows your fragile side, the only one who knows your true side.
Sorry If its too short😭😭😭
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what about Valentino, Vox and maybe Stolas when their card declines on a date,yk those couple of gut wrenching awkward seconds before their s/o nervously offers to pay. Thank you in advance if you take this up <3
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Valentino
"I'm sorry sir, your card declined."
Val sat there for several moments, mind taking a minute as he'd never actually heard those words in that order directed at him.
Turning away from you, he'd stare at the server, the feline demon patiently standing there.
Val sat there for another minute, comprehending the utter fucking audacity of a bitch.
"Your fucking with me right?"
He asked, genuinely giving her a chance to back peddle.
When she just kept standing there, Val jumped to his feet, scowl flaring crossing his features.
"Bitch, I dont need a fucking card, I own the fucking building!" He screamed at her, the girl stumbling back.
He'd go off, snarling at the girl for disrupting your date night, and for something so fucking stupid.
By the end of his rant the restaurant owner had come out, trying to mediate the situation.
He'd chewing him out, asking what kind of incompetent shitheads he hired.
As he did, you'd approach, placing a hand on him. He'd spin around, prepared to snarl at someone, but quickly backed down, shoulders slumping.
You'd take his hand in your own, leading him back to your table, sitting down.
You'd sit in silence for a little while, the restaurant popping up with some 'Complementary Desserts', the two of you eating in silence before he sighed, taking your hand into his.
"I'm sorry for blowing up like that in front of you." He spoke softly.
He was always sure to keep a certain image for you. He did a lot of bad things, far more then even you knew about, as such he did his best to keep a certain image in your eyes.
And loosing his cool and screaming at some girl wasn't helping said Image.
You sighed, smiling as you squeezed his hand.
"It's alright, I'd probably lose my cool too if my employees asked me something like that."
Val chuckled at that, leaning in to kiss your hand.
"I could apologise to her if you'd like?" He asked softly.
To which you'd laugh, scoffing as you waved him off. "Please, as if. That dumb bitch asked you for a credit card in your own club."
At that Val broke into laughter, getting up and stantching you up, kissing you deeply as he carried you out of the restaurant, the two of you only kissing deeper as you left the restaurant, your kissing only getting more heated as you made it to your Limo.
Vox
The night had been set up so perfectly.
He'd gotten a reservation at an extremely classy joint, but not too classy. He wanted it to be like 'yeah, I've got a shit tone of money, but we can still talk without people glaring at us'. That kinda fancy.
So there you were, at the end of an incredible meal, the two of you dining on some very tasty deserts when Vox had given his card, a Luxury very few in Hell had, to pay for your meal.
And as the server came back, the man expecting to be given his card back, instead the server leaned in, speaking those simple words.
"I'm sorry sir, your card was declined."
The Television headed Demon froze, screen glitching as he processed what the actual Hell they'd just said.
Vox turned to the server, staring at them for several moments before he got up, grabbing the server before getting up, and spinning them around, growling at him what the fuck he meant.
He fucking dragged the server away, getting the fucking manager, the two having an exceptionally unsubtle screaming match in the kitchen at the insult to him, Vox, fucking King Teck of Hell, having his fucking card brought back.
After some apologetic words from the manager and getting your meal comped, he'd return.
He'd act as though nothing happened, the man acting all cool and composed, while you just went along with it, finishing your deserts.
And despite the incident, you'd go on to have a lovely night, the man taking you back to his place where you ended the night on a spectacular note.
You had tea, and suggled on a couch and just shared some wholesome intimacy.
Stolas
The night was going incredibly.
You'd been enjoying your meal, talking and laughing, telling stories and jokes, it felt like the science block of a highschool, cause you had chemistry.
The night was going so well, that he was barely aware when he paid the bill, the man in the middle of a hilarious story when the server came back.
"Your card was declined."
He spoke bluntly, with no tact whatsoever.
Stolas froze, head snapping up at him, a frown quickly crossing his face as he stared at the server, the man simply staring back, hand extended, clearly expecting payment.
And so, without missing a beat, Stolas raised his hand, still with a frown, he'd wave his hand, a portal about the size of a dinner plate appearing besides him, before he simply reached in, before pulling out a sack, dropping it before him, the sack opening to reveal a small stack of golden coins.
Pulling out a few he dropped them into there servers hand, telling him bluntly.
"For the bill. No tip."
The server, grumbling to himself, turned and left, the man growling all the way.
Clearing his throat, he'd adjust his attire before turning back to you, finishing his story.
You'd go on to have another desert, Stolas paying with gold, expecting full change.
Which he'd get, with a saide of stink eye from the man.
After the desert and another glass of wine, you'd head back to his, and after another bottle of wine, you'd end up sleeping together.
No, not sex. You'd curl up on one of Stolas' more comfortable couches, the big owl man holding you close, the events of the night long gone from your mind as you slept the night away, comfy and happy in his embrace.
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xanasaurusrex · 3 months
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clarisse and her velvety voice, which only ever seems to say your name.
clarisse and her innate need to always be near you, just in case you need protecting.
clarisse and her love of being called your knight in shining armor, because she loves living a fairy tale with you.
clarisse and her arms having a mind of their own as they always find a way to be wrapped around your waist.
clarisse and how she has a special spot right under your ear where she always kisses you, so she can whisper a quiet "i love you" in between her kissing.
clarisse and how different she is with you compared to everyone else, making you feel special because you get to see the softer side of her that she hides from everyone else.
clarisse and the fact that one too many people have been on the business end of her magic spear after causing you harm, whether accidental or not.
clarisse and being a fixer girlfriend, always wanting to fix whatever bad mood you may be in as fast as possible, because she can't go without your smiles for very long.
clarisse and how there's now a rule that your two cabins have to be on the same team for capture the flag, because clarisse started playing the game wrong just to ensure that you don't get hurt.
clarisse and the poor apollo kids she's yelled at after they failed to attend to your injuries in favor of quicker and smaller ones to get them out of the infirmary.
clarisse and how CLINGY she is, always wanting to be near you, or touch you, or holding you.
clarisse and her tucking her face into your neck and practically melting into you after a bad day, finding comfort in your warm embrace, wrapping around her and comforting her so well you're almost a little bit concerned.
clarisse and new campers being honestly gobsmacked that the two of you are dating, purely based off of first impressions.
clarisse and the fact that she doesn't hesitate to pick you up and carry you around if you mention that your feet hurt, even if you tell her to put you down, she hates the idea of you being in any sort of pain, so of course this is her solution.
clarisse teaching you how to properly defend yourself, even if you already know, you humor her with her training sessions because you know it makes her feel better and gives her more peace of mind.
clarisse and her begging you to read to her while she lays on your stomach, which is the only way she can nap during the day, and even during the night prefers to fall asleep to your voice.
clarisse and you going back and forth between your respective cabins every night, because clarisse can't bear to be away from you for that long (technically this is against the rules, but it's really for everyone's sake that nobody says anything).
clarisse and how proud of you she is no matter what you do, and how she's not afraid to tell you this either.
clarisse, who gave you her heart the second you two met eyes for the first time.
clarisse, the love of your life.
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mmavverickk · 6 months
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Percy cannot get along with war gods.
it's not a choice on his part. he'd love for a conversation to be short and respectful, so he wouldn't stand out, wouldn't be interesting, and the gods would leave him alone. but percy's fatal flaw is personal loyalty, and the wars he's involved in are all hurting the people he loves. percy is incapable of respecting the idea of a war that could injure or harm or kill his friends and family.
the risk that something horrible could happen to them outweighs anything else, any other thought or emotion. so when he's confronted with the embodiment of war? when he meets ares, with his bloodlust and superiority complex and his ego?
it is impossible for him to be respectful. it is impossible for him to be polite. he is incapable of taking any other attitude. war is hell. war is death, and destruction, and desperation, and despair, and Percy will not allow war to hurt his people. Percy will plant himself directly in harm’s way to save his friends and family every time, and every time his perception of war will change. every time, he will think surely, this is the worst the world has to offer. surely, things can only get better from here, and every time, every goddamn time, he’s wrong. it can get worse, it will get worse, and Percy will be stuck in the middle of it, acting as a shield and a sword.
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crisisreading · 3 months
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One of my major gripes with the PJO TV series was that Percy never knew that his sword’s name is Riptide. But I’ve been thinking about this and I suspect that we’ll see him find out in the next episode when Percy has his infamous beach fight scene with Ares.
Think about it! Ares is the god of war and it’s his business to know about weapons, especially one with such a cursed history like Riptide (“Anaklusmos”).
So it would be really cool to see an exchange between Percy and Ares where Ares is like “You really think Riptide is strong enough to hurt me?” Then obviously Percy wouldn’t know what’s happening. Then Ares would say something like “You don’t even know the name of your own sword, but you call yourself a hero?”
That would be a really cool way to introduce Riptide and highlight just how much Percy is in over his head!
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moplopbool · 5 months
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Hera & her children! Each of these relationships has an interesting dynamic that I love imagining about 😊
[ Translation to second pic:
Hermes: Are you doing well, mother?
Hera: Well enough, run along and tell him(derogatory) to get here quickly.
Hermes: Your wish is my command :) ]
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thatstonedwriter · 5 months
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⋆。˚ 「 Domesticity 」 ⋆。˚
◉ Sinopsis; Stolas and his s/o spend a romantic morning together
◉ A/n- stay tuned for a little scenario at the bottom of this post. First time I'm combining headcanons and a short scenario, hope y'all enjoy <3
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── ˙•˚∘✮🌙ᯓ🪐˙•˚∘ ──
The sky brightens, light wafting through the curtains like a gentle wake up call. Beside you, Stolas stirs in his sleep, cooing and turning over. As wonderful as it would be to sleep in, its time to get ready for the day.
Stolas isn't a morning person. Unless he has appointment or meetings, he'll sleep in until the late morning. I mean- He's an owl demon, he's gonna prefer nighttime. Fortunately, you make mornings much more bearable.
If you're the type to stay in bed, Stolas takes full advantage. Half-awake, he'll leave light kisses on your cheek, neck, and arms, mumbling a small "good morning, darling"
He's also the type to playfully groan about having to get up. He pulls the blankets closer, damn near hiding under them, holding you close and making very persuasive points as to why you should just stay in bed with him.
If you prefer to get up and get an early start on the day, Stolas appreciates that too. He'll still whine about how he wants you to stay in bed, but won't keep you from doing your thing. He'll even make an effort to get up with you to maximize quality time together
It's been said Stolas doesn't know how to cook. And it's true, that's why people say it. If you also can't cook, y'all will settle for a simple breakfast- maybe going to a cafe or staying home with a bowl of cereal or a plate of pancakes
Ngl, I think Stolas would listen to podcasts or audio books in the morning. Listen; y'all are in the kitchen or bathroom, getting ready for the day, making your food- all while listening to a mystery novel or an astronomy podcast.
As small as the moments are, Stolas cherishes just standing in the bathroom getting ready for the day, consulting with you on what outfits y'all should wear, and taking turns in the shower. He's finally able to call this house a home because he gets to share it with you.
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The bubbling sounds of the coffee maker and the sizzle of cooking pancakes fill the kitchen. Stolas walks in, groggily rubbing his eyes and padding over to you.
"Good morning, my love," he whispers, kissing the top of your head. Stolas rests his head atop yours, watching the pancake batter bubble on the pan. "The food smells delicious."
"Thanks," you chuckle, leaving th pancakes for a moment to pour a cup of coffee. "Careful, it's hot," you say, passing the mug to him. Stolas nods, kissing you once more and sipping the coffee.
"You can go ahead and sit down, the pancakes will be done soon."
Stolas smiles, leaning against the counter. "I can stay here. After all, why would I go all the way over there when you're right here?"
"Whatever you say, birdy," you laugh, turning your attention back to the pancakes.
The rest of the time passes in comfortable silence. Stolas watches you lovingly, thinking of how grateful he is to share these moments with you. This is the love he's has been waiting for.
── ˙•˚∘✮ 🔭๋࣭ᯓ🌙˙•˚∘ ──
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lvckyyz · 3 months
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hey!
i really liked your headcanons about gods relationships with their children, and i wanted to request to you some others gods (because i'm still unsure my cabin 😭)
can you do ones about apollo, athena or ares?
thank you in avdvance!!
godly parent II
the god’s relationship with their children (part one here)
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apollo who wrote a song dedicated to each one of his children
apollo who has visited the camp every time cabin 7 won an archery tournament
apollo who already pretended to be a doctor when some of his children got sick because he couldn’t stand seeing them like that
apollo who always lets his children drive his car
apollo who goes all the way to the underworld when one of his kids die just to give them a hug and say his is proud of them
apollo who believes he’s a bad father so he ask hestia for advice on how to be a better dad
apollo who sends letters to his kids’ mothers to make sure they’re okay
apollo who already made the sun rise later one day just so his children could rest a bit more
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athena who sends an owl with gifts to cabin 6 on her kids’ birthday
athena who secretly visited her kids when they were babies and read bed time stories for them
athena who tries her hardest to keep a straight face when other god compliments her kids but doesn’t manage to hold her smile
athena who is not afraid of confronting any other god to defend cabin 6
athena who punishes her kids sometimes but only because she thinks it’s going to help them get more mature
athena who helps her kids studying, and even give them the answers during an exam
athena who is usually all serious but allows herself to laugh and relax when she’s with her kids
athena who gets shy when her children dedicate their offerings to her, doesn’t matter how many times it happens
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ares who claims to hate his own children but is secretly looking out for them
ares who whispers battle strategies to his children whenever they’re loosing a fight
ares who gives head pats to his kids every time they see each other
ares who gifted all his children with one of his own swords or/and shields
ares who runs around the olympus screaming how great cabin 5 is when they win capture the flag
ares who doesn’t takes a lot of time to claim his kids because he thinks it’s cruel to do so
ares who some times hates himself for not helping his kids when they needed him just because he doesn’t want to loose his “bad guy” reputation
ares who is the only god who kept visiting their kids’ mothers after they gave birth, and helped taking care of the babies during the first months
⤷ author’s note:
thanks for your request, hope you liked it! i tried my best to make this cute but it’s kinda hard to find cuteness in ares and athena🥹
⤷ part three
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aristia-pjoheadcanons · 10 months
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Ares headcanons
The war god actually wanted to give “the blessing of Ares” for more of his children but was not allowed too. He wanted all of his kids to have it, but the other Gods denied it. The blessing would make many of them too overpowered and dangerous. and to be honest, its unfair, since many other gods dont have a similair blessing to give to their child. Besides, they want the demigods to earn things, instead of being handed it all the time.
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zyrdea · 24 days
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i had a vision whilst playing victory road w these 2 on my team and now I keep imagining rika as an older sister figure to haizaki 🥺
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If nobody is gonna ask on how Hercules is gonna propose, amma do everyone a favour.
Oh lady Rukia, How does Herculues propose to his s/o? (Can we get a Bonus on Ares as well? 👉👈)
You can ignore this if you want, I don't wanna pressure a great writer like you. Stay Healthy and Relax, Rukia! - 🦉 anon
Hades and Poseidon proposal 💍
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♡︎Well, he’s a Greek god and half human to boot.
♡”(Name)! Catch!”
♡Imagine (Name)‘s surprise when an apple is hurled their way that was thrown by the god of fortitude! (😭) hopefully they catch it. ♥️ Hercules will kindly explains that when someone threw an apple at someone it’s considered a marriage proposal. ♥️
♡If this works Hercules will be flabbergasted because he just wanted to test the waters to see if he could a yes of sorts before actually proposing. If it doesn’t work no harm done, he’ll try something different.
♡when Hercules is ready he’ll buy the actual wedding ring (Greek tradition) and he’ll talk with their father first (if they have one/are around) and then he proposes! Hercules most likely proposes giving his s/o a bouquet of flowers with the ring inside or omg (🥹) he’ll make a duplicate of his club and hand it over and in the lion’s mouth is a ring 💍💍🥹
♡The ring is probably simple but very pretty as the stone is probably a diamond or whatever jewel they like, but on the side are inscriptions saying something like, “For my beloved (Name), my wish is to always protect you and cherish you.” He came up with those words don’t laugh! 🥹
♡One thing is for certain he definitely proposes the day the confessed their feelings for one another, he never forgets.
♡Hopefully they say yes, if not give me my ring 💍♥️
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ꨄAres tried Hercules approach by testing the waters except he does his by simply asking at random times.
Washing the dishes? “Hey, (Name) how do you feel about marriage?”
Outside gardening 👨‍🌾? “What do you think of a rose colored ring? Is that ugly?”
In a meeting with the gods? He’ll whisper, “This is a bit boring, but I heard there are rings for sale this week what do you think about that?”
ꨄand depending on the answer Ares may or may not go thru with proposing, his pride is at risk and he thinks a lot about the” No” But! If his s/o gives him green lights then he’ll go with it.
If his s/o is really cunning they can snoop around Ares’ friends and family and get a heads up that he’s thinking of marriage.
The ones who won’t talk: Hermes, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera.
The ones who won’t talk but look suspicious because they know: Hercules.
The one who jokes about having a new in law: Zeus. (😭)
The one who will talk: Adamas.
ꨄ How does Ares propose? After listening to his uncles and father listing elaborate ways to propose and honestly he’ll really consider doing so, he’ll choose something simple. Ares will claim he’s lost his helmet that he wears and asks his s/o to help him find it. But ah! He knows where his helmet is he’s just waiting for his s/o to find it and when they do inside is a wedding ring and then he asks shyly (even though he’ll claim later he wasn’t shy) if they will marry him ♥️💍
ꨄthe ring is most likely very elegant and expensive because he doesn’t want his s/o to say no (they better not) so he’ll have their birthstone or choice for a stone ring.
It’s also possible he’ll somehow have the constellation of the ram which is his zodiac sign either in the ring itself or on the side of the ring. ♥️
ꨄThe moment they agree Ares takes a huge sigh of relief 😮‍💨
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RoR gods reactions to you calling Poseidon a 💅Drama Queen💅
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RoR and fem!Reader crack below the cut
Seated along the round table, various prominent figures of each pantheon waited, some more patiently than others, for the mortal standing before them to reveal what she had summoned them for.
[Name] cleared her throat, putting an end to the idle chatter that had previously filled the walls of the old-fashioned conference room. "I have called you to this meeting to discuss a matter of utmost importance."
Shiva rolled his neck, allowing his eyes to freely wander between the faces of the gods – all deemed to be high figures in their respective pantheon – some even belonging to the same one. And yet, there was one man missing.
Leaning his chair back, the God of Destruction balanced himself with two hands holding onto the edge of the table, whilst his remaining two rested behind his head. "Where's that sea deity?"
Shooting a glare in Shiva’s direction, [Name] resumed talking. “If you had not so rudely interrupted me you would have known why.”
The blue man merely rolled his eyes. He had long before grown used to her more… unmannerly way of addressing them. Her disrespectful attitude had at first irked him, and many other deities, but eventually whatever ill feelings they initially harboured toward her soon evolved into intrigue, and later friendship. Some even more than that.
Seeing how the god had not argued back, the human continued. "As for why Sea Boy isn’t here with us today, I didn’t invite him.”
Hades’ brows flickered and he paused his chess match with Zeus. “I presume this meeting concerns my brother?”
[Name] gave the God of the Underworld a curt nod. “I’ll just get straight to the point so to not further waste our time. Can we all come to common agreement that Poseidon is the biggest drama queen in history?"
Hades didn’t know what was more worrisome; her odd exclaim, or the fact that no one had so much as reacted to it. Have things like this truly become the norm?
Most eyes darted to Apollo, and then lingered there, before returning to her, obviously questioning her statement. However, [Name] did not yield under their distrustful stares but continued speaking without any less conviction. "Yes, sure. Some might argue that the twink has some dramatic traits as well."
Apollo craned his neck in her direction, no longer staring in the reflection of his hand mirror. "Why are we listening to her, again?"
“Because they’d rather be here than at one more of your lame parties.” Apollo furrowed his brows, but ultimately decided to just massage the tense muscles of his temples, not desiring to start a fruitless dispute with her.
“But we are not here to talk about Apollo, but Poseidon – the biggest drama queen I have ever encountered in my entire life.”
Beelzebub sighed, tapping his foot impatiently against the marble floor. He just wanted to return to his research. “How did you even come to such an irrational conclusion?”
Standing tall, [Name] placed her hands on her hips. “Irrational? Do you guys truly not see it?” Blank stares were shot in her direction, only Heracles and Ares had the decency to shake their heads.
“Well then, allow me to provide you with an example; If a fly were to land on that drama queen’s shoulder, he would not hesitate to drown all their villages, slaughter their children, and then feed their corpses to the nearest animal.”
Loki snickered, obviously finding some amusement in what he deemed to be an exaggerated story. [Name] ignored him and continued. “And then, to truly top it off, after exterminating an entire species he would just act as normal, as if his reaction was more than justifiable.”
“She does have a point,” the serene voice of Aphrodite spoke. “Poseidon’s reactions do tend to be quite… overbearing at times.”
Rosaline dragged a hand through her hair in hope that the motion would soothe her racing mind. “And I know this to be true because that fly is a metaphor for us humans. I literally bumped into him just the other day, and this bitch-”
A warning glare from Hades.
“This very fine gentleman acted like I gave him the bubonic plague.” Loki and Shiva broke into a fit of laughter. The Hindu god even toppled off his chair, but that didn’t seem to encourage him from continuously laughing his ass off.
[Name] rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah, continue howling all day long you buffoons, but I think I singlehandedly made him wish for a second Ragnarok.” This only made the duo double over, trying to choose between drying their tears or holding their stomachs. It was a good day for Shiva to have four arms.
Hermes, however, coaxed his brows. “Do you mean to tell us that you came in contact with Lord Poseidon without invoking his wrath?”
[Name] cocked her head to the side. “Didn’t I just tell you that he looked like he wanted to pierce me into a shish kebab?”
Hades moved his king one square forward on the chessboard, the slight click when the piece hit the wood gaining her attention. “That is not what he meant, my dear. If our brother is truly angry, he will not hesitate to kill whoever is around him. The fact that you are still alive indicates that he had no desire of ending your life.”
Odin nodded from the seat beside his son, who was staring out of the window, wishing for this conversation to come to an end.
"This!” [Name]’s sudden outburst caught the attention of everyone in the room, including the socially withdrawn God of Thunder. “This is what I mean when I call him dramatic! You have just grown used to his actions. Look, I don't mind his exaggerated reactions, but he needs a bit of variation.”
[Name] began pacing around the room, her back straight and chin held high, while holding a stick in her hand. Where did she even get that?
“Someone breathes the same air as me? Dead.” Everyone’s eyes widened.
She was imitating Poseidon.
“Someone accidentally steps on my foot? Dead. Someone has the audacity to look me straight in the eye? Dead.” She stopped and heaved a heavy sigh, “Like, come on. Try something new for once, please."
Zeus stroked his long beard. "Wait, let me get this straight. You mean to tell us that your problem with Poseidon is not his behaviour, but that it has grown old?"
[Name] slammed her hands against the table, making the glasses along the wine bottles on it shake with the sudden force. “Yes!”
“This meeting is over.” Hades declared, already walking away. It did not take long for the other deities to follow him, Loki and Shiva needing to crawl out from all their excessive laughing.
“Fine, go! But don’t come crying to me when you guys realize I was right!”
“We won’t,” cooed Zeus.
“Hades?”
“Yes, Zeus?”
The King of the Gods blinked, not believing his eyes. “Why is Poseidon drowning that entire meadow?”
Before the two deities stood their brother, sending wave after wave into a beautiful landscape of green hills and the most gorgeous of flowers.
Hades sighed, running a hand through his white hair. “To kill the flies.”
Zeus turned his head to his brother, already dreading his next answer. “Why?”
The King of the Underworld gulped, cursing that mortal for how correct she had been. “Because a fly had landed on his shoulder.”
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Stolas has an S/O that's obsessed with his scent
His Scent~
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You met the prince when both of you were young, Stolas was, well, a nerd. Book worm, rather, if you felt more polite.
And despite his best attempts to interact with other nobles or even other children, it became painfully obvious to the boy nobody really liked him.
A deeply painful realisation for the owls sensitive soul.
This is where you come in, you being the son of an Imp servant, would too lack any real friends, though you were raised as an Imp, so you never really expected much.
This would be how you found the young prince hiding behind the palace.
It was a nook the servants usually used when they wanted soem fresh air, or simply to hide from their work.
You of course, did the whole formal act, asking if he was alright, if he needed anything.
But when it became obvious he was sad, somberly telling you he was fine, but given his statr you didn't really believe him.
Seeing him in such a state, you'd open up to him, asking him if he was alright.
Stolas was hesitant at first, not sure if he could trust you, but when you genuinely opened up to him, he'd warm up to you, the two of you quickly talking back and forth.
It'd be through your talks, you taking e genuine interest in his books that a genuine friendship would develop, the two of you growing close.
You'd end up meeting In that spot often.
You being his only friend, and with the spot being isolated enough to not draw attention, it became your little sanctuary, the two of you spending countless hours there building a deep friendship with one and other.
But it'd be one day, the Owl having received both a verbal and physical lashing from his father, that you'd find him in tears.
You finding him in such a state did the only thing you could. You hugged him.
You'd hold him close and it seemed almost instantly you both realised 2 very important things.
1. Stolas was incredibly touch starved.
The man feeling so very strange, yet so delightful as you held him close. Your warmth and firm body making him feel incredible in your arms.
And 2. You loved his smell.
You didn't know if it was soap, or his clothes, or just his general musk, but you were instantly hooked.
You held the man for hours, the owl holding you back, adoring the contact, relishing every second of it.
This quickly became routine, the two of you meeting in the back of the palace, changing your meeting spot to the middle of the palaces hedge maze, the two of you free to get nice and close.
Literally.
Stolas would lay back on a blanket, the man holding you too his chest. You curling up against him, nuzzling his fluffy chest, adoring his stuffy yet deep scent.
You were hooked. His scent like a drug, your mind going numb as you nuzzled his chest fluff, the chest tuft like a drug for you, as you lay against him, breathing deep.
You'd spend a good bit of time with the Owl, like, not just with your nose in his fluff, the two of you spending lots of time together.
You'd play games, read or just spent time together. Enjoying each other's company.
You'd often spend time around his book, reading it together or the avian would just read it to you, you learning a great deal from the man and his books.
But despite this, you spent most of your time craving his scent, usually curled up against him, breathing in that musk, or wishing you could do as much, keeping close to the owl.
You'd become unreasonably close.
You being Stolas' only and closest friend, he'd become deeply dependent on your, care and your intimate contact, loving the way you'd hug him, expecting nothing in return.
You, adoring his scent, became something of a scent junkie. You taking any opportunity to breath in that distinct avian musk, his feathered form creating a unique and distinct scent you couldnt get enough of.
You spent countless hours together, just curled up. You nuzzling his fluff as he read to you, the both of you happy with the arrangement.
But despite your bliss, your relationship's defining moment would be when your mother caught you with the Prince.
She wasn't demon royalty, something you both thanked Lucifer for.
Though that didn't stop her from chewing you both out, though she targeted you specifically, being her son and ya know, not demon royalty.
She chewed you out, berating you as she demanded you never have such inappropriate contact with a Goetia ever again.
After this the two of you would spend several months apart, even as you both desperately craved each other's embrace, you couldn't risk getting caught, and with your increased duties, you both had work to do.
No chance to sneak off.
In the time you spent apart, you quickly became a servant, working your very hardest to become a trusted and valued servant.
With you working your ass off, you'd eventually end up in Stolas' vicinity.
He was eager to greet you, hoping to rekindle the relationship you once had, the man missing you dreadfully during your separation.
Yet as you walked past the man, you stonewalled him, walking past him like he was nothing.
Stolas' hope dampened, the man going back to the depressed state he was in before. His mood always dampened, believing you never wanted to be near him again.
Yet after a few weeks, Stolas finally giving up on you, falling into a deep depression, believing his only friend had abandoned him, was shocked as one day, as he walked down the halls of his palace, he'd suddenly find himself yanked into a nearby closet.
You'd hug the man close, holding him for several minutes, nuzzling his fuzzy chest, practically huffing his scent.
Stolas, recovering from the shock of the sudden turn of events, smiled. Tears forming in his eyes as he held you close, the two of you holding each other for several minutes as Stolas shed tears, so very happy to hold you again.
You'd talk for some time, speaking softly as you apologised for ignoring him, but you had to play your part, not wanting to blow it before working your way to a position of standing amongst the staff. You taking the occasional sniff of the owl as you explained it to him.
Stolas meanwhile just held you close, relishing your embrace, telling you he didn't care. He was just happy to have you back, missing you dreadfully.
You'd talk, quickly agreeing not to act on your mutual impulses in public. Both of you thinking clearly.
It'd quickly become a part of your daily routine, you always snatching him into a nearby closet, stolas loving the surprise, giggling madly as you held him, you huffing his chest, the man happily holding you close as you both stood there, relishing each other.
This was a common occurrence, and the only thing that kept him sane as he endured the monotony of Royal life.
It became even stranger as you grew, Stolas becoming a lanky, yet powerful man, you still remaining the itty bitty Imp you were as kids, the man now more than triple your height.
Stolas came to love this size difference, never stating as much in plain words and yet he adored the difference, the avian relishing the power dynamic.
It was funny.
Once youd been enough to pin him to the ground, yet now. Now he held you so easily, the man holding your form like e would a stack of books, and yet holding you was even easier.
But ehat he really found funny was that you still believed you held the power.
You never outright said it, but it was clear you believed you were in charge, you usually being the one to drag him into a closet or private room.
It'd be not long after Octavias birth, you taking your natural place as his right hand as Stolas ascended to head of the household, though your position mostly worked as a cover to worship the man's form when in private, an arrangement he was mostly satisfied with.
Stolas, maturing, grew more confident, his form becoming more dominant, the man deciding he wanted your relationship to become more than it was.
It'd be one day, you attempting to pull the man into a private room that he'd finally take command.
He'd resist your pull, you freezing before looking towards him, concerned you'd been caught.
But instead, you found your face forced into his chest fluff, holding you there as youd stare up at him, eyes widening as Stolas simply smirked at you, the avian gripped the base of your skill, fingers gripped between your horns as you breathed in his musk.
With a smirk he'd hold you there for several minutes, out in the open, relishing the look of shock, then realisation in your eyes as he felt an odd sense of submission, finally feeling the mans power over you.
He was in control.
In Command.
The man claming and relishing this new and odd power dynamic.
Leaning in, he kissed your forehead, you already hooked on his scent as he cooed, telling you he'd handle it.
It'd be as you finally pulled back, Stolas holding you tight. And after panting hard you'd look to him, the owl smiling smugly, leaning in to tell you bluntly.
"Your mine. And you'll do as I say. Understand?" He spoke softly, yet with a commanding edge, a tone used by royalty, staring down at you.
Seeing the man's crimson gaze staring at you, you'd gulp, nodding your head, submitting to the man. Only for the man to shove your face back into his fluff, relishing the newfound power he held over you. Loving your reaction. Your... submission. The man feeling this power for the first time in his life, yet finding it, delightfully Sinful.
This marked a distinct shift in your relationship, the man taking charge from that moment forwards.
You found your relationship change over night, the man taking a dominant stance from that moment forwards. Taking command on your dynamic.
It was... odd. Yet you adored the affection he showed. His power almost as addictive as his scent.
The man became the dominant partner in your relationship. As he always would, yet lacking the confidence to embrace his role.
It became a power trip for the man.
He was so used to you being in control of your meetings, when and where about them that when he took charge, it took a minute or two to get used to being in charge.
It didn't take long though, the man relishing his new found power over you, adoring the way you submitted to him, Stolas especially loving the way you loved his scent.
It was almost funny how quickly the demon came to dominate you, the owl wearing a near sadistic smile as he'd hold you down, face smashed into your chest, or his pits, knowing you loved it, that only making it even better for the man.
Stolas, while it woukd take time, with Octavia being born and thr boost of his confidence and ego from dominating you, along with his love for you, the man would divorce his wife as he went through a slight power trip, taking you as his lover.
He'd spend days holding you close, holding you to his musky, avian form. Holding you to his musty feathered chest. He'd forgo perfumes, preferring to expose you to his natural scents, loving how docile you became.
It was quite the power trip for the owl, the man relishing having you close, and seeing the power he held over you, the man felt like a lord. A king in his own right, his love for dominating you only eclipsed by his love for you.
You of course, adored him, loving the owl with every fibre of your being, ensuring you treated him like a king, A God, adoring every inch of the man you could, something Stolas relished every second of.
It'd take some time, especially with the divorce in progress, yet after winning, mostly with your moral support and gaining majority custody of his daughter, the man became even more drunk with power over you.
You became a pet, yet in the very best ways. The man adoring you as much as you did to him.
The man loved you, loved being with you, and how youd be with him.
The owl relished the way you'd submit to him, his favourite ability being to grab you and shove you into his chest, making you huff his scent till you were drunk on him, the owl utterly dominating you.
It was an absolutely unbalanced relationship, Stolas holding all the power, thr man loving the fact, but put simply, so did you.
Stolas was your S/O and master, and you loved every second of it, breathing in the man's element yet sinfully delightful scent.
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