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@sweetestthinginthebakery
He thought getting away from England would mean the end of nationality being so important. His claims to Greek blood had him trying to make a life in Little Greece. He can’t really claim to keeping his head down. War and violence came naturally to him, and plenty just brushed it off as him being an Alpha without a family or mate. He didn’t care too much with that stuff, mostly because of how controlled it was for him at home. His grandfather had already decided who his mate would be decades before he’d even been born.
The last thing he thought of when he walked into a bakery after his car broke down was to find someone that would change his mind about mating.
His thing with Melina started off small. Accidental even. He never thought she’d flirt back. Not with true intention. But despite him not being from there, they both understood that their bond wouldn’t be accepted easily. Not by the families and because of the jurisdictions of where the other lived.
They snuck around.
And it was what they were doing now.
He pawned off some old family heirloom he didn’t give a rats ass about. It was worth a lot. Enough for him to own some property that he built a cabin in the woods far from the city. It was their place to run away to.
“Knowing how many pissed off people would be demanding for my head and balls knowing what I’ve done to you and what I plan to do to you tonight...kinda just spurs me on. I know you deserve better, Mels but I can’t stop. Not wanting you. Not needing to see you. Need to be inside of you and make sure you’re heavy with my scent. Sweet looking thing like you, taking all this risk...risking all this danger. It’s sexy. Too damn sexy.” During his lil speech, he closed the distance between them and pulled her close to him. His cock already hard just having her in his arms, eager for what the night was going to bring them.
“How long do I have you for this time?”
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ANGST
“I never loved you. Never.”
“I thought you were the one for me. But, you’re not the one for anyone.”
“You think what we had was real? It was an act. You’re a joke.”
“Love is for fools. Money is stability. I have to leave.”
“We were always doomed to end up here.”
“I made it–I made it here. Please, just stay with me.”
“You can stay awake, right? You can do that..I know you can.”
“I knew you were mean sometimes. But I never thought you were cruel.”
“We’re from two different worlds. This was never going to work.”
“I love you. But I’m not in love with you.”
“I thought you believed in me. That was a lie too, wasn’t it?”
“You’ll forget me tomorrow because I’ve already forgotten you.”
“You’re too damaged for anyone to love.”
“I used to like who I was. I was fine with it. You made me hate myself.”
“You thought I still cared? Hilarious.”
“You took away a year of my life. I can’t get that back.”
“You cannot be serious. You thought I’d choose you over them?”
��Nothing is more important than my career. Nothing. Not even you.”
“Tell me to leave and I’ll walk out forever. Just say it.”
“Tell me you don’t love me. Tell me we meant nothing.”
“Maybe somewhere in the universe, we made it work. Even if that wasn’t here.”
“I think knowing you has made my life better and worse.”
“Only you would choose to leave me on our wedding day.”
“I don’t want it back. I don’t want that ring back. You keep that.”
“I’m begging you to stay and you just want to walk away, anyway.”
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prompts for those with a reputation.
“ i heard you were back in town. ”
“ you’re not nearly as quiet as you believe yourself to be. ”
“ discretion was never as strong a suit for you as your… other, talents. ”
“ when they first said you were back, i thought they were delusional. now i worry that i’m the insane one. ”
“ they tell me you’re the one to go to for… well. my particular problem. ”
“ you were great. are great. but… you could’ve been legendary. ”
“ people are rather interested in making your acquaintance. ”
“ you know the police are still after you, right? ”
“ look at you. smirk and all, like we should be kissing your feet for existing. ”
“ you’ve gained quite the reputation, you know. ”
“ i’ve seen you. in the news… ”
“ is it true? what they say about you? ”
“ i don’t believe any of it. how can one person manage to pull that off? ”
“ i… i thought you’d be taller, for some reason. ”
“ you might tell me how you did it, some day. perhaps over drinks? ”
“ people would give their right arm just to have a chance at talking to you. ”
“ the entire world knows your name. and still, we whisper it. ”
“ you’re both renowned and a complete and utter mystery. ”
“ goodness. all the rumors about you, and you look… nothing like what i was anticipating. ”
“ everyone who’s anyone knows the story about you. but do we know the truth? ”
“ you really should hear some of the rumors about you. comedic gold… ”
“ well, the stories are obviously all fake. right? ”
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“So Ares is pretending to be Mars too now?” Steven’s brow furrowed.
Having Khonshu in his ear constantly gave Steven, Marc and also Jake quite a gage of what the gods seemed to be up to. And Khonshu had quite a few things to say about Mars and Ares. But as seperate people.
“Mars is imprisoned in Paris. From what I could find, The Witch of Endor, whoever that is, cursed him to be encased in his own hardening aura… like a statue.” He said.
“Would it help if we’d find Mars?” It was Marc who all but wondered that out loud. “Ah yes, let’s release Mars Ultor on the world, he totally did not go on a killing spree last time someone pissed him off even a little.” Steven argued, out loud, too.
Benjamin shrugged, “He only tells me things he thinks are relevant. But I wouldn’t be surprised. With how closely associated the Roman versions are to the Greek deities, if I had to guess...taking over the responsibilities, claims, and territories of Mars only seemed too easily.”
He listened about where Mars actually was, and he thought about his option. There were different ‘duties’ Ares had him doing in different names, so there was a chance he’d be freed of some of those responsibilities if Mars was released from his prison.
Benjamin considered it for an actual moment before he sighed, unsure. “It sucks being pulled from one side of the world to the other in both the names of Mars and Ares...and though I’ve never been accused of being a people person, unleashing a more than likely pissed off god of War doesn’t seem worth it.”
“But...I’d like to know more about what went down to get him imprisoned. Closed ties and with how the world keeps on getting more chaotic, I feel like this might come in handy sooner rather than later.”
#marvelingmuses#/So sorry this took forever!#/And I would LOVE to chase it as far as I can(Benjy's just the cautious sort xD He'll get there tho!)
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Andy snorted, leaning in the doorway. “Pretty sure our goal is to prevent her from committing murder, not helping her. Emergencies mean copious amounts of alcohol, snacks, and possibly a new punching bag.”
Originally posted by littletroubledgrrrl
“I prevent her from doing it by scaring people with thinking I’m her hitman. You get to be the voice of reason. I get to be the voice of ancestral anger encouraging to give into some madness.”
“All I know is she told me to come with some of my guns, and that I was promised cake samples and beer.”
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@sassandsnapshots For Andy in the twins verse?
“Hey there, Sailor,” Benjamin greeted while he cleaned out his guns. “Your sister’s going through wedding season, so she told me to prepare for emergencies.”
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Benjamin stared at the locket behind the glass casings for a long time. He initially came to the gallery for work as Ares’ Avatar and recover something that once belonged to him ages ago. On his way out he thought he spotted something familiar, but because he was on the clock, had to leave it alone.
But he couldn’t leave it alone.
“It’s just a stupid necklace.” Ares’ voice rumbled in his head.
“It’s magic...dark magic. A literally cursed locket seen and sometimes handled by humans,” Benjamin mumbled in response. He had a pair of airpods in his ears so if anyone heard him, they could assume he was on the phone instead of talking to the Greek deity of war.
“Let Hecate deal with it. Or one of the many sorcerers running around these days. Go to the weapons room. Let’s see if there’s anything interesting.”
“This is interesting...to me. With how families were back then, our family could be traced back to Salazar himself. Along the way...objects like these were made. Last time I saw this...my mother was wearing it.”
There were very few things in his life that could make him emotional. Given that he was the son of Ares and one of his natural hubris was giving into anger easily, he did his best to compartmentalize. But with how he lost his mother, and then kicked out and out casted by his family...the emotions hit hard and fast. Rather than stake out the place again like he’s done before, rather than wait until night time, he cast the charm, “Bombarda.” And the case holding it shatters. He reaches for the locket, still entranced by the memories of his mother, he doesn’t care to notice or pay attention to the chaos around him that he’s created.
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“Poseidon’s son leads the charge and does more for the earth and all of demigod-kind than the gods have done in eons, their get their egos hurt, and then go silent on us. Leaving us to still deal with monsters and end of the world crap. Being the son of Ares, to say I had anger issues is an understatement. But now? I have no idea what to even call what I’m feeling.”
“So I try no to. Probably safer for everyone involved, and might even give me an emotional rage-full advantage in whatever trouble dad or Mars gets me into next.”
“Wanna have a beer? There’s still a few pubs left in London I haven’t been banned from.” Benjamin said.
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“Does not sound very off brand for the Olympians, no offence.” Steven said.
He had not only been doing his reading on the Enead. He had figured a good while ago that researching other pantheons was in his best interest … and very fascinating.
Maybe that was why he kept composed, because he felt like he had done his homework. Though the calmth was skindeep, as usual.
“Who says I am calm about it?” Marc retorted.
Because he could not exactly call his DID keeping calm, especially not considering neither he, nor Steven were not really on speaking terms with Jake. Or Khonshu for that matter.
Summary: He was a mess playing at being fine with everything going to shit around him.
Benjamin scoffed off a chuckle, “Trust me, none taken. There’s a lot I’d love to say about them if I didn’t fear petty retribution.”
“And fair. Very fair. Heh...you know when I was kid, after my first summer at camp Half-Blood...I thought I knew it all. That nothing more could shock me. How could it? God for a dad, witch for a mum...world only kept getting more insane. They tried so damn hard to keep pantheons apart. Now...some days I got Ares, other days I got Mars.” It wasn’t the same dynamic as what Steve and Marc had, and Benjamin knew that. He also wasn’t for advice on how to deal. He just...he wanted some peace. Feels ironic, or even blasphemous for a son of Ares to say.
“I used to have places to go. Where I had a semblance of normality. Or...what we made of it. So I guess I’m just saying...thanks for the company.”
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dark three word sentence starters
1. “I crave violence.”
2. “I died here.”
3. “You’re still dreaming.”
4. “You’re already dead.”
5. “Give me blood.”
6. “Don’t turn around.”
7. “You killed me.”
8. “I must feed…”
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Soldiers don’t stop being soldiers when the battle is { o v e r . }
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“Even at my most cynical, I’d be cautious in calling any demigod lucky. But for the sake of this conversation, I’ll use it loosely. Most demigods are lucky if they never hear a peep from their godly parent. It’ll probably mean they’ll live longer. At average, maybe, they’ll have a weird meeting in some psychic dream. But me? With the weird shit that happened in Cairo, dear ole dad decided he needed an Avatar.”
“You know how insulting it is making it to adult hood without the moniker of ‘child of blank’ being the reason people think you survived and not the endless hours of training? It was bad enough being better recognized as the son of Ares, now I am arguably my own dad. I knew mythology was fucked up and confusing, but this?” Benjamin took another long swig of his beer.
“Sorry for the rant. It’s been...a hell of a week. How the fuck are you so calm with being an Avatar? Was it natural to you or is this just experience?”
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“Not intentionally, no. But it’s pretty normal. You ever wonder where we get the word Phobia from? It was one of Ares’ kids. Phobos. There was also Deimos. Deimos represented terror and dread, while his brother Phobos was panic, flight and rout. They accompanied Ares into battle, driving his chariot and spreading fear in his wake. It’s pretty common for Ares’ kids to have that trait. It’s diluted in you since you’re a legacy and not a direct demigoddess, but there we are.” Benjamin explained.
“You literally emit fear and panic when you’re angry to those around you.”
“I was not the cause of that…”
#sassandsnapshots#/I was just literally thinking of Andie's Ares side so I couldn't resist xD#/hope it's okay!
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Benjamin was working his ‘day job’ when it happened. An Eclipse that made every hair stand up and drove his instincts into overdrive. His own magic mixed with the War Aura of Ares that one of the windows cracked under pressure and he let out a wave of fear strong enough to make every one else in the room with him cower.
Making his escape, he heads to the roof to get a better view before asking, “What the fuck is that about?”
“Not sure. But it’s bound to be interesting...” Ares replied with a smirk.
His definition of interesting wasn’t quite on par with the god’s, but didn’t say anything. Benjamin cancelled all up coming meetings, not sure if he’d have time. There was another celestial event, which had Hermes zooming through all the Avatars to alert them that a meeting of the gods would be called. Arriving at the Empire State Building, he walked along side Athena’s Avatar as they both arrived at the same time. They simply nodded to one another, he’s not surprised that both war deities brought in near each other, before heading up towards the 600th floor.
The meeting was very much what he expected. Zeus explaining, though mostly to Artemis, what was going on. He piped in, asking that given how Osirus played a big part, if Hades shouldn’t be included here, but Zeus dismissed it.
Once they were dismissed, he went back to his place in London, doing his best to ignore Ares.
“We can’t not be at the forefront of this. Whatever’s going on, the Egyptians aren’t as active as they used to be. We are. For the sake of this fucked planet, go to Egypt.”
“No,” Benjamin growled out. “You know how you get in certain places. War too close, and territory not yours. It’s a recipe for disaster.”
“If not for me..for Artemis’ Avatar. She was pissed. Rightfully so. The sky is shared. Even Apollo for as lazy as he can be, always makes sure to drag that oversize fireball when it’s in his lane. Heh, minus when he pissed off dear ole dad and got grounded.” Ares’ snickered.
Benjamin ignored the snipe Ares had towards his relationship with the other gods and focused on the actual important fact. Honor played a huge role with godly figures. And even if he wanted to deny he wasn’t curious as to what was really going on, and that he’d rather be in the know, than be surprised by possible catastrophe. He sighed before tapping into his magic to return everything to its proper place as he reached for his go-bag.
“She’s the goddess of the hunt as well as the moon. Pissed off, she’s bound to track down Khonshu’s Avatar and hunt him...guess I should try to get to them first.”
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