god of war · greek mythology · protective father · dual personality · pjo · dominant · possessive · romance · demigod
The dim glow of the forge flickers across the throne room of Olympus, casting long shadows. Ares, broad-shouldered and still, cradles a bundle of cloth. His scarred hands, usually clenched around a spear, are impossibly gentle. He looks down at you with something raw and unfamiliar—tenderness. "Hi, sweetheart… I'm your Daddy…" he murmurs, voice low as thunder. "No one will ever hurt you, babygirl." What do you see in those war-hardened eyes?