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dervampireprince · 1 day

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ares x gender neutral reader /// hades game [18+ only, minors and ageless blogs DNI]

not being able to wait for ares to come home, being so needy that you will take anything to hump against, you catch sight of his breastplate, the bird head adorning it is ridged and raised up... it's cold when you press your body down against it, but the metal warms up quickly to the heat of your body, bracketing your legs either you whimper and grind against it, imaging ares was underneath you wearing it, voice softly encouraging you to keep moving, calloused hands gripping the backs of your thighs, seeing something used for battle now used for pleasure, feeling him shake underneath you as he always does when he's taken aback by how much you want him, that you want his touch without fearing it,

you're lost deep in thought, almost about to come when you hear an inhale and then a deep chuckle behind you,

"my beloved, i didn't realise i'd left you this needy"

your face burns, feeling unable to turn your neck to face him, but there's no need as he kneels on the bed behind you,

"i never expected that you would find pleasure in this, but then you do keep surprising me. don't be shy now, you were thinking of me, were you not? poor thing, not being able to be left alone for even just a couple hours... let me love you as you deserve, after you come."

he presses your hips down, nips at the skin under your ear.

"show me"

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blazemourn · 11 months

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Zagreus : THAN! HELP ME! I NEED A MAP!

Thanatos : Huh?! What the-

Zagreus : Cause I'm lost in your eyes!

Thanatos : Wait-

Zagreus : *Kisses him*

Thanatos : *Instant blush*

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leninille · 3 months

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aresdite for hades server gift exchange 🎁✨

#aresdite #hades game ares #hades game aphrodite #hades game aresdite #ares x aphrodite #hades game fanart #hades game

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noxspost · 8 months

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Ares, Athena and Nyx during the epilogue

Nyx: hello Ares what do you want Ares: can you please snap my neck with you strong hands? Nyx: .... Athena: what the hell Ares: listen Athena i know you want Nyx to do that to you too. Athena: you can said that with class.. Ares: right then madam, oh goddess of the night I do request your assistance in breaking the bones that support my head that also connects me to the rest of my spine I would humbly request you to break that swiftly with your own appendages please Athena: somehow that is much worse Ares: oh please i said that with class Athena: oh that- Nyx: hahahahaha oh my why Ares do you want me to do that?

Ares: you are hot that is why?

#hades game #headcanons #hades game Ares #athena #hades nyx

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wajjs · 2 years

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[ Ares / Zagreus ]

18+ | Modern Setting | Ongoing

(twitter thread)

Zagreus steps out of the cheap hostel just as the purring roar of a motorcycle comes to a stop right before him.

Backpack heavy on his shoulders, he maybe should stop being surprised to see his kin out and about in this day and age. No one's truly gone, after all.

Just... relocated.

"Lord Ares," he breathes out still. The gesture of a smile isn't a stranger on his face. "Funny seeing you here."

Out of everyone, yes, even Lord Zeus, Ares remains among the few that did not have to sacrifice much.

Wars never end. And so his domain persists.

Adapting to the new methods, the new old enemies, it means nothing to a god when the means lead to the same end and the end leads to the same fate.

Thus Ares remains untouched.

Once they mocked him. Now he's among the main pillars keeping everything afloat.

"Where else would I be, my dearest kin," he tells Zagreus with the sharp end of a grin. Ares' dark skin gleams under the sunlight. Zagreus knees are getting weak, and not because his time's close to an end. "You still smell of fresh blood."

"Ah," clearing his throat, Zagreus dares to take a step closer, then another, and another. With each one he gives, Ares grows all the more compelling. "You've been with Lady Aphrodite, I assume...?"

Ares laughs.

Zagreus wonders if it sounds as great as it must sound in battlefields.

"Come, my dear kin," he tells him, moving with the ease of being in complete control while handing him a helmet. "I'll take you wherever you wish to go next."

He's not a fair maiden.

Far from it, actually, when he's fought his way to the surface and try as he might he can't quite scrub off the smell of vermin blood from his hands or under his fingernails.

It does make him feel like he's soiling Ares' thick leather jacket, all black and smooth and framing him so well. Zagreus clings onto him still, he's got his arms wrapped tightly around Ares' waist, fingers closing around handfuls of fabric.

The motorcycle purrs between his legs, spread open and encased around the metal frame, pressed right against Ares. It's hard, sinuous and, blood and darkness, it's so enticing. Something molten stirs up within him, thirsty and demanding, like the bloodlust the blessing of war gives him.

Ares stares straight ahead, hands closed around the long handles of his bike. Pressed all over his back, legs spread around him, Zagreus can see the expanse of the coastal road right over his shoulder, framed by the side of the god's relaxed face.

The wind whipping against his skin, the vibrations, Ares' warmth...

Zagreus thinks it can hardly get any better than this.

Kicking the stand into place, Ares takes off his helmet, lets it hang from one of the handles. Each movement is, well, perfect in a way that only a god in motion can be.

Smooth, effortless, natural.

Close as they are, Zagreus feels each shift of muscle and if he were one to feel shame upon the thoughts that ignite in his head, he would.

Yet he's as shameless as they come, so he feels no embarrassment. Only growing interest.

"You may let go of me now, Zagreus," Ares tells him, laying his broad warm hand atop Zagreus' own, still closed around the black leather jacket. "Though I'm not opposed to your embrace."

It's the hint of a smile in the voice, or perhaps the way those vibrations can still be felt between his thighs, but Zagreus takes the chance like a starved man when presented a feast.

"Lord Ares," he starts, heart in his throat, as he's letting go but only to take his helmet off, only with the almost certain promise that he'll get to hold again, "you—"

His vision darkens. From the outer corners to the center, he loses focus just as his heart gives a painful beat. And another.

And it hurts.

It hurts, his leaving the outside world to go back, it always hurts way more than fighting his way to the top ever does.

Sure, it's gotten better. He can stay outside for longer. He can—

"Not yet, my dear Zagreus," Ares speaks and when Zagreus blinks, the god of war is standing in front of him. He's perched against the bike. There's something warm, painful still, like a vortex of anger and bloodshed, spreading all over inside him.

Zagreus breathes. A disarmed inhale, a forceful exhale.

What he's feeling, that is...

"I'm well aware of your condition," Ares' voice is all that Zagreus can cling onto, so he does, bathing in the concentrated pools of blood in Ares' eyes, "with my blessing, we may fool the... deadline of your pact."

"The deadline," Zagreus says.

"I hear you, my dear kin, when you wish for more time," Ares strokes his cheekbone, drags his expert hand down along his jawline until he's holding him by the chin, tilting his head up, pulling him closer. "I'm giving it to you."

#blob writes #zagares #hades game ares #hades game #zagreus #zagreus/ares #hades game fic

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weksey · 4 days

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i like aphrodite's matching makeup with ares :)

#my art #hades game #aphrodite #ares #aresdite #hades ii

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lunian · 1 year

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Zeus is playing favorites once again too obviously for every other kid

cant wait to meet Apollo ngl

#hades #hades game #hades ii #hades 2 #zeus #apollo #athena #artemis #ares #dionysus #hermes #hades supergiant #hades fanart #myart #hell yeah i’m annoying once again

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triptuckers · 4 months

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switching teams - percy jackson

Request: yes! "Hi there! Could I request an enemies to lovers! trope, where the reader is part of the ares halfgods." Pairing: Percy Jackson x ares!reader Summary: percy should know better than to try and fight an ares kid Warnings: a lot of swearing lol, fighting, mentions of blood & injuries Word count: 1.9K A/N: can't wait to see more of dior as clarisse in the show she's such a good actress. thanks for your request, enjoy!

ever since percy got to camp a couple of years ago he's had it out for you. you don't know why, but naturally you decided to respond with the same energy.

he wants to test the ares kid's patience? fine by you.

for some reason he's always arguing with you and you're all to happy to argue back. somehow he knew exactly which buttons to press, how to get on your nerves.

there's always tension between the two of you, which reaches a high during war games like capture the flag. this time is no different.

you're part of team red, following clarisse's lead. percy is on the blue team.

not that it matters, your team is unbeatable. you're proud of your cabin for coming up with the best strategies. you and clarisse always draw up new battle plans, surprising the blue team whenever they think they cracked your plan.

and today you're going to win again. you know it.

you've been walking through your part of the forest, getting rid of any kids of the blue team you run into.

after a while, you think they've all said to each other to avoid certain parts of the wood, given that you don't see anyone for a while.

then you hear talking in the distance. smiling, you grip your sword tighter and creep closer to them.

'let's move, c'mon, these are y/n's parts of the woods.' says one of the kids. you recognise him as someone from the hermes cabin.

'right about that.' you say, jumping over a fallen log and blocking their path.

all three kids widen their eyes and you quickly count their weapons and cabins. two from the hermes cabin and one from athena. a combined total of three swords and a spear. you'll need to take out the athena kid first, they might be able to analyse your fighting style if you're not fast enough.

'I told you!' says one of the hermes kids as you charge them.

you were right, you can tell by the way the athena kid's eyes follow your movements they're trying to analyse your moves. but you catch them off guard and give them a hard shove after kicking one of their legs to the ground.

you make quick work of the hermes kids just in time for your team to run past, carrying the blue flag. you grin at sherman when he runs past with the flag.

'you know what to do!' he says with a wink.

you nod and take off. you're the best sprinter and best swordsman of your cabin.

the plan was simple. once your team got the flag, they would run through your favorite parts of the woods. you would hear them, join them and then run ahead of them, getting rid of any blue team kids in your way and clearing the path for your team.

so that's exactly what you do.

you run to the river, getting rid of any blue team kids you see.

when you see the river in the distance you can't help but to feel a sense of pride. you won again.

but before you can reach the river, something hard knocks you on your back.

before you can get up, someone appears above you, pointing his sword at you and smiling. it's percy. this fucking kid.

you lash out with your sword but percy is quick to block your blow.

'got ya!' he says.

'no you don't.' you say.

he may be pointing a sword at you, but you're not defenceless. with one swift motion, you kick percy's legs, sending him to the ground.

you're quicker, rolling over and pinning his hands to his side. there's no room for him to kick you with his legs.

percy's fighting to get his sword but this time you're stronger. this time, you smile.

'you need to be quicker.' you say. 'and you need to understand we will always win capture the flag.'

'we can still win.' percy argues.

'no, you can't.' you say. 'you're the strongest swordsman on your team. and I've got you pinned to the ground.

'so you admit I'm a stronger swordsman than you!' says percy.

'I said on your team.' you say.

you look up when you hear people cheering in the distance. your team has reached the river, with the blue flag.

'looks like we win again.' you say.

percy looks annoyed. 'get off me, the game is over.'

'say please.'

'fuck off.'

'say please and I'll get up.'

percy rolls his eyes and sighs. 'please, y/n, will you get off me?'

'because you asked nicely.' you say, pushing up off the ground, making sure to accidentally put your weight on percy's legs.

without looking at him again, you take off to celebrate the win with your team.

the next time you're playing capture the flag is three weeks later. you're excited to keep your winning streak going.

just as you've finished putting on your armour and checking all of your weapons, you see percy putting on a chest plate with a red mark on it.

'hey!' you say, getting his attention. 'you're not on our team.'

'yes I am.' he says. 'I already talked it over with clarisse.

'no the fuck you didn't.' you say.

'y/n!'

you look over your shoulder and see clarisse looking at you. she's your best friend, you always train together and she's a great team captain. but this?

'he's on our team.' she says.

'why?'

'because you two are the best swordsmen at camp. it's the logical choice for capture the flag. work together.'

'I will not-'

'not up for discussion. he's on our team, deal with it.'

you turn to percy, walking up to him and giving him a look of pure malice. 'just because you're on our team does not mean I won't hesitate to fight you.' you say.

'no maiming. no killing. especially not your own team members. those are the rules.' says percy.

'I don't care.' you say. 'don't get in my way.'

you hear percy mumble 'fucking ares kids' as you walk away to get into position before the game starts.

as soon as the starting signal sounds, you head to your favorite spot in the woods. there were always some blue kids who thought they could get lucky, but they always run into you.

you're waiting there, your eyes on the path, when you suddenly hear footsteps behind you.

you're just in time to turn around and block the other person's blow.

'you!' you say as you recognise the eyes looking into yours.

'me.' says percy.

'I'm on your fucking team you idiot!'

'I recall you saying it didn't matter.'

'piss off!'

'no.'

percy takes on a fighting stance. he better be fucking kidding. he wants to fight? fine. you can give him that.

'I want to teach you how to become better.' he says.

'at what?'

'sword fighting.'

that's it. it's one thing to attack you from behind. another to tell you he wants to teach you how to be better.

percy knows it's bad fucking luck to claim he's better at fighting than an ares kid. but you've got a tell, and it will get you killed some day.

'you have a tell. let me teach you how to avoid it.'

the nerve he has.

with two quick strides you're in front of him, bringing your sword down on him with all of your strength.

percy blocks it, but his arms are straining underneath the weight of your blow. you really are good.

he swings his sword to your left side but you jump aside and aim the next blow at his legs. he jumps over your sword and kicks you out of the way.

you spin around and attempt to drive your sword through the exposed part of his arm. percy gets out of the way, but only barely.

'you're using your father's strength to guide you.' he says, grunting in between blows of your swords hitting each other.

you don't respond, choosing to save your strength and focus on trying to hit him.

'you're faster than me. you could win.' he says.

fuck him. you are going to win. how dare he question you like this? how dare he question your fighting skills?

you take a step forward, ready to end this fight. but percy kicks your leg out of the way and pushes you, sending you backward.

'you step before you strike.' says percy. 'with your right foot.'

what the fuck?

'I have to give it to you, it took me a while to realise it.'

'been watching me, have you?'

you start to circle him, looking for an opening to strike.

'yes. now start avoiding the step before you strike.'

'I don't need a poseidon kid to teach me how to fight. you're doing this to distract me.'

'is it so hard to believe I actually want to help you? clarisse is right, we'd make a good team. you're almost as good as I am.'

'I can never be a team with someone who insults me to my face.'

'right. never claim to be a better fighter than an ares kid. noted.'

you race forward and strike percy, hoping he doesn't expect it.

he does. he easily blocks your attack.

you're furious. no one is better than you. certainly not percy.

you let your rage take over, going in for another attack, subconsciously taking one step before striking. percy kicks your foot.

you're breathing heavily. he wants to teach you? fine. you keep your footing in place as you strike, catching him off guard.

percy is too surprised and is too late to block your blow. you slice through his upper arm. it's not a very deep cut but it still bleeds. you smile as you see the blood start to slowly trickle down his arm.

you strike again, but only nearly hitting him. you can teach him as well. for instance, his weak point is his legs. you sweep them out from under him. percy falls to the ground as you point your sword to him.

'you're beaten.' you say.

'and you listened to me.' he says.

you hate to admit it, but he did have a point. once you focused on not taking a step before striking, you were able to beat him.

you reach out with your other hand.

percy is eyeing your hand suspiciously.

'I'm pulling you up.' you say. 'the fight is over. I won. I'm not striking an unarmed, beaten opponent.'

percy takes your hand and allows you to pull him to his feet.

'thought you didn't like me.' he says.

'I never said that. you annoy me. but ares kids respect good fighters. you're a good swordsman. and you were right. I have a tell.' you say.

'did you just admit to liking me?' says percy, smiling.

'I also said you're annoying.'

'but you like me.'

'doesn't make you less annoying. now come on, we have a flag to capture.'

the two of you take off to rejoin your team. during the fight, something had changed between the two of you. if percy could point out a flaw you didn't know you had, you're curious to see what else he knows about you that you don't know about yourself.

maybe it's a good thing he convinced clarisse to let him join your team.

A/N: If you want to request something, make sure to read my house rulesHere’s the list of characters I write for. Everything that I have written can be found on my masterlist. Please don’t repost my work, as I spend much time and effort on it!! Thank you for reading! Much love, Marit/Max

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blazemourn · 11 months

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Zagreus : Hey did you know Thanatos said I'm scary?

Megaera : Scary? You're more like a short little kitte-

Thanatos : *Grabs Megaera by her collar* Listen to me dip shit! That boy you see over there is the scariest warrior alive. Or I'm gonna make you wish you were never born!

Megaera : *Sweating* Of... Of cource!

Zagreus : Rawr!

Megaera : OMG So scary! Please have mercy!

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rae-pss · 5 months

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masterlist

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . i was merely bored during class, so here you all have a silly romantic drabble with characters I believe match it.

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . 178 words, fluff, lowercase intended.

delicacy. that was the word that best defined how he looked at you, touched you, loved you. he did everything with caution and subtlety, with an irrational fear of harming you with the slightest of a wrong move on his part.

his words, few or abundant, made evident the love that he alone possessed for you. almost as if an adoration of your name was given by every sentence that came from his lips.

his actions, slow and gentle or quick and fleeting, left a warm feeling, a desire for more loving touches between the two of you.

his love for you... infinite like numbers, like time, like the universe itself. the passion he felt was deep like no other. a clear devotion to your person that could only make you blush like nothing else could ever do.

he could be one of the most dangerous, most unpredictable beings and whatever one may say; but, for you, he was a mere lover lost in your undeniable beauty, one he was so determined to worship that he couldn't be deterred.

alucard (hellsing), lucifer, diavolo, barbatos, solomon (obey me), ares (hades), hades, poseidon, beelzebub (snv/ror), alt gabriel (mandela catalogue), malleus (twst), chrollo (hxh), childe, (genshin impact), akaza (kny), fyodor, dazai, mori, jouno (bsd), risotto (jbba), satoru, sukuna (jjk)

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noxspost · 1 year

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Ares's scars from his abduction and aftermath

so Ares has some trauma from being in the jar for a long time but he does have some scars on his arms, legs, and head from his wreath, and the chains. so after that whole he thought he was going to be fine after maybe three years but every single time he's like in a new area he always like has to ground himself to make sure he does not panic for Zeus and Hera kind of belittled him for failing to not get caught even though it was not his fault tried his hardest.

so he always searches for anything that could be used as like chain to imprison him and honestly he is a lot more like subconsciously always looking for a way to get out and to avoid getting abducted again.

Hynpos often has to calm him down in his nightmares even after being so long away from the incident even after the incident long passed he's still haunted by it so him and Thanatos who both got captured and abducted. usually they're both just chilling next to each other because not a lot of gods understand the imprisonment thing.

so they mostly just resigned by themselves heck they even have like a cool little grotto area that they usually escape to and things are too crazy and Ares doesn't understand why he was stuck in the jar

he does understand that he can take breaks and crap but he's always training he's always trying to defend himself since the incident because before the incident he was pretty much fine he knew into chill and to like take breaks and stuff especially after wars were won and there was peace but after the incident of being trapped in a bronze jar for about 13 or 18 business months most likely 13. he always just training and on guard.

#hades game ares #hades game

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