✎ Alright, back on here.

𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 ╱ 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫. ——— Ἡρακλῆς: 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘖𝘭𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘰𝘯.

❛Keep it up and I'm going to act a damn fool over you—❜

A smirk curves ever so slightly; the ghost of mischievous features threatening in subtlety. ❛You claim me, do you?❜ A teasing breath accompanying wet appendage drawing along his bottom tier. Hunger and greediness linger in his rough gaze in silent confirmation of how he's missed her too.

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 ╱ 𝐔𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. ——— Ἱμερος: 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.

ıllıllı Dɾҽαɱ Hυԃʂσɳ ıllıllı 𝐹𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝒯𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒫𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒯𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒲𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓀𝑒𝓎 𝒟𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀𝑒𝓇 #𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳 — 𝘙𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘗𝘪𝘮𝘱, 𝘜𝘯𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸! ↺+♡

ℑ𝔫 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔬𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫.

𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖓.

✎ I will be online and writing soon. Keep watch for a starter call!

• —— ⊰ Αφροδιτη. ⠀ ❝𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬.❞ • ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. #ɢʀᴇᴇᴋᴍʏᴛʜ. ᴀɴᴄɪᴇɴᴛ-ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ. sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ sʟs & ʙᴀɴᴛᴇʀ. ♛ —— ⊰ sᴄʀɪʙᴇᴅ ʙʏ #ɪsʜᴛᴀʀ.

Deep chuckle catches in his throat. ❛Right here,❜ he embraces her from behind; an arm encircling her waist. The other hand gently holding her throat and slowly moving to cup her chin.

A dark grin formulates across thin tiers. The little temper tantrum is certainly a result of his own genes. ❛What're you going to do about it then, pretty boy?❜

Picks up the helmet and crown's Eros' head with it. Not quite a good fit, but he can don his own craftsmanship. ❛You know better than to vandalize my armor.❜ He reaches to brush his thumb roughly along his son's jaw. Scoffs. ❛Marring that pretty face might build some character, boy.❜

✎ I also have a writer / personal account should any of you like to connect out of character.

✎ If it wasn't obvious by the similar profile style, I also write for @plovton.bsky.social.

𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬 ╱ 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. ——— 𝘔𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮, 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯.

Sighs. He tires of these jovial antics — entirely unamused. The helmet is removed and examined. Jewels wasted. A decent piece of armor wasted. Ares proceeds to wind his arm back... Then, he throws the helmet at his fleeing son.

𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖗 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖎𝖓.

ℑ𝔫 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔬𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫.

┊… 「 𝐌𝐔Ñ𝐀 𝐙𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐓𝐈. 」 … ┊ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ . . . ━──┈ ┆ The 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 child who sheltered in my manse 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝗱 and was 𝓇𝑒𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 in 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 and 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮. ˗ˏˋ asoiaf‘s daenerys targaryen. modern portrayal by #𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐓𝐀𝐑.

𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐬 ╱ 𝐎𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞. ——— 𝗿𝗲𝘃𝘂𝗹𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 (𝗻): 𝘈 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.