Lighting A Cigarette Off The Rim Of My Guardian Angel's Halo And They Have To Watch And Let Me Shorten

Rb to give your deity a liddol kiss kiss on the nose as a thank you for everything :)

dash is dead im teleporting to the past

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guys i made a thing

THAT WENT DOWNHILL SO FAST, OH MY GODS-!!

Writing "My" Ares

I love Rick Riordan and you can read my appreciation of him here, but I have always taken an issue with his portrayal of Greek Gods. I obviously understand they are kids books, and he is doing narrative work, but I have always wondered about his portrayal of Ares.

Ares, who is brash, whiny, cowardly, a loser--and perhaps that comes from his mythological portrayal, especially in the Iliad.

It is interesting to me that the Greeks chose to portray their War God as a loser often times, and I think that speaks to the fact that in conflict--someone must lose, and the war god will always taste it. He is portrayed as losing to Athena, losing to Diomedes, trapped in a jar by giants. All of these are valid ideas and concepts about Ares, but it totally skips out on his hymn.

It's only seventeen lines, but its just so opposite of what his portrayals are in mythology. In mythology, he gets portrayed as a coward, but the hymn calls him "doughty in heart." He is the "defense of Olympus." Not only that he is the "leader of righteous men." The "Sceptered King of Manliness"--what in the world, sceptered king of manliness has to be my outright favorite line of all time.

But, even more than that, Ares is the one that crushes the "deceitful impulses of [the] soul." The deceitful impulses of the soul tells me he is giving people power over themselves, he is that feeling inside right before you throw a punch or say words that can never be unspoken and he draws you back, and he says fight another war. Fight better, in fact, fight righteously, fight with courage.

Further, the hymn asks Ares "Give you me boldness to abide within the harmless laws of peace, avoiding strife and hatred and the violent fiends of death." Ares is master over those things, he can lead men to it, and he can save men from it. And that's how I chose to write Ares. He doesn't necessarily win his battles, and he can be fought against pretty easily, but he fights anyway--I think my favorite line from him in one of the upcoming chapters for my fic is when he is speaking with Nike.

“You cannot fight him,” Nike said despondently. 

“Why not die trying?” Ares said. “I would rather try and lose than be a victorious knave.”

I think he is a more compelling character than "War god bad brrr." He is a path to peace and a path to war, and we get to look at Lord Ares and decide which we choose.

In the story I am writing, he is one only one who looks at the ill going on in Olympus, sees the darkness, and he just will not stand for it. He walks away, turns his gaze from the evil, and he chooses a peaceful path, which is not out of character according to his Homeric Hymn. He abandons the fight for power that is going on, and he chooses to save someone he loves instead of going to war.

all quotes come from -- Hesiod, the Homeric Hymns, and Homerica Hesiod

If your tummy itches when you wear jeans, you have a nickel allergy and should paint the back of the buttion with nail polish. Okay I am going into the woods forever now. I love you.

Sort of related to the other comic pages I made, but can also stand by itself. The ending of RDR1.

Fanart for @abigailmoment ‘s fangame, A Dream of Silence! My own Tav is featured as the pc, and the return of the painterly style! It’s not as detailed as I would’ve liked it to be, but the background was giving me grief- and I’ll admit I’m not great at them 😅

Anyways, I hope you enjoy, madam!

(Edit: and I just realized I put Charon’s braids on the wrong side- even though it really isn’t noticeable. F*ck.)

I did not- Lord help me I am too tired to be posting on Tumblr-

Honestly, I love how most artists depict Ares as mostly bare, not even a chestplate, and yet his face and hair is usually completely covered.

You'd take a look at his body and assume he was boasting his invulnerability and strength, and then you take a look at his face and you see nothingness incased in gold and a blood red plume matching the cloak around his shoulders. He is literally depicted as an Everyman, someone for soldiers to strive to be, and yet is faceless so he could be anybody. He's faceless in the war of the gods, a soldier's pawn in the games of his generals. And sure, he is somewhat shown to have his own will in myths, the Net and Jar ones for example, those both ended with him being bound and either mocked or forgotten about. He is the perfect image of the perfect soldier, faceless and yet intimidating, able to survive battle and yet follows orders to the tee because he knows what happens when he doesn't. And the cloak around his shoulders and neck paired with the golden protections around his wrists, forearms, and shins mostly have always screamed a bit 'shackle' to me with its placement. Like he's constantly being reminded of his failures by the very armor he's wearing- though it is limited. An aggressive figure to send into battle, and yet cowed at its master's beck and call with chains of its very own reliance. One that is dehumanized by the very thing that keeps it safe, and yet is shown off by the lack of safety almost everywhere else. The blood red on its plume and cloak reminding those around it of what it is capable of, and that it's not doing that to them because the master has not willed it.

But, maybe I'm just tired

(I wrote this at like 3 in the morning, I’m sort of its bad)