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Zeus & Hera

zeus and broose will be there too :l

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ra’s and odin should probably sit together and be creeps

and have popcorn at the ready like it’s some damn movie. 

Editing this blog to fit Zeus universally (ie mythology, comics, movies, etc).

hiatus

So this is a post to let you guys know that I will be away for the next few days because of Otakon. If there will be anyone attending that would like to meet up, feel free to shoot me an ask or reply and we can get in contact with one another.

I will get on here and there but most likely just so I can reply to the overdue replies sitting in my drafts >_>

Few could argue with the fact that he was a man of temptation and impulse, often bedding women before he had even realized it was lust getting the better of him, thus forgetting those whom he should call lovers. He held her steady, looking back into her eyes and returned with a small exchange of words, "do I look as if I long for anything else?"

He placed his hand on the nape of her neck, tugging on her hair as he pulled her forward once more giving her another kiss. This one was filled with lust, temptation and passion. She was a beautiful woman and he was certainly going to enjoy himself with her.

She rose into him, against him, like he was the shore and she the waves. Her hand fell against his chest, and gods help her, she couldn’t deny him, not again. He had held himself back like a stallion, chomping at the bit, for eons, for thousands of years, and she couldn’t bear to be that cruel anymore. She kissed him back sweetly and hungry, teeth raking over his lower lip as she pulled back to look into his eyes. “Is this what you truly want? I will not deny you any longer..” 

FAVORITE HERCULES MOMENTS: ONE PER EPISODE 0x02 “Hercules and the Lost Kingdom”

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He was quite impressed by the kindness the artist had shown. It was more than he was expecting and the man had even offered the little of the clean water he had to the beggar who had stopped by without notice, claimed to be Jupiter and asked for water of all things.

Hearing about the wine, however, caused him to crack into a smile. With a small motion of his hand, he took the water and had refilled the empty water jugs located in the other room as a means of thanks.

"You had mentioned that you are an artist, signore? Mind sharing any of your recent pieces?" He took a sip of the water before taking the seat that had been offered to him before. Wandering eyes glanced around the room in hopes of seeing just the next greatest masterpiece.

“Certainly, hold on just one moment. You may come in if you like while I try to find some available. My workshop has plenty of paints, but little food and water I am afraid.” He beckons for the man to come inside, closing the door behind him as he tries to think to himself where he put any glasses he may have had. 

“Feel free to have a seat if you are tired,” he said as he made his way over to a cupboard, finding one small cup available and dusting it off. He left the man alone temporarily as he went into another room, and soon came back with a half full cup of water, handing it to him gently. 

“Mi dispiace, I do not have much clean water available here. Most of the water is used for cleaning and preparations. For the most part there is just wine stored away.” 

"Staying with me will better yet grant you the opportunities of proving just your worth as the Goddess of Love and Lust. Dear, sweet Aphrodite," the jealousy continued to linger but the lust had once more overpowered it combined with love. He shushed her, a finger on her lip before pressing forward and giving her an open mouthed kiss. That was his answer, perhaps it was the lust calling, her pheromones but he couldn't live with himself if he did not forgive her at this moment.

“That may be true.. but I cannot hold myself simply to you, even if you wish it.. the world would be empty and barren without love, even lust..” She drew her fingers along his lower lip, leaning in to dust a kiss across his cheek. “I know I have been cruel, father, for holding myself away from you, always out of reach and touch. Do you forgive me for that?”  

It would be a great lie if he were to never admit that he was a jealous man. Just as Hera would occasionally show her jealousy towards him with her nearly endless anger, slight flames began flowing within his eyes. "I agree, but as I've said, none other are worthy of you."

His implications were strong and possessive, just as he were the King of the Gods, he wished to be her king as well.

She made a sound in her throat, but the marble offered no resistance when he pulled her closer, one of her legs laced over a thigh. Swallowing thickly, she looked down at the arm around her waist, and managed a mute nod. Seconds ticked by before she spoke. “Well, I wouldn’t be a very good personification of lust, would I.. if no one but you were to partake of my fruit?”

Her words caused his face to crack into one more appropriate when facing her. His eyes full of wanting and desire of lewd pleasure, staring deep into her eyes. He caught her and pulled her closer, "I am not most men, nor do they deserve your attention or affections."

“No, it’s not.” She watched him settle on the stone bench that sat alone the cobbled path, watched him gesture. Her fingers coiled in the gauzy gown, picking it up at she walked towards him. Easing onto the sun-warmed marble, one leg crossed over her, a high slit revealing golden skin. Passing her palms over her thighs, before meeting his dark gaze. 

“But most men desire something from me more then my attention.” Trailing a ghost-light touch over his jaw.

The beggar shrugged, "it doesn't hurt to try. Do you have water to share?" He coughs a bit, testing the heart of the other.

A man of jokes, I see. What reason would Jupiter himself have to come see a poor humble artist such as myself? 

Bearing the form of just a common beggar man of the other's era, he merely replied with what he intends on the other to take as a joke, "none other than Jupiter himself."

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Ah, Benvenuto, another visitor it would seem. I am Sandro Botticelli, and what is the name of my guest, if I may ask? 

"Is it so wrong to ask for your attention?," he wasn't begging or pleading, no. The man hasn't spent much time with her and the sweet smell coming from the garden--no, her--was too intoxicating to wish to leave. He crossed his leg, right ankle resting atop his left knee and motioned for her to join him. 

Oh, the thought of shooting a bit of lighting at the beads to allow the unnecessary fabric to drop was now becoming an urge.

“Do you require something?” It’s not an accusatory tone that rides in the sultry sweetness of her voice, merely inquiring. The watering can is out of water, so she puts it down, fingers plucking a few dead leaves from the stem of a flower, before passing her fingers over the velvet-soft petals. Glancing back over her shoulder at her father, chin brushing the beaded clasp on her shoulder, the very thing holding her dress together, up.

The Birth of Venus by Sandro Botticelli.

He stood there with his arms crossed as he watched her tend to the flowers she cared for so delicately. Silently, he took in whiffs of her fragrant pheromones, the scent only making it harder to compose himself and properly control himself. Yet he wasn't necessarily bothered by it, incest was something that was rather natural among Olympus. Zeus had plenty of children from female relatives, perhaps the child he could have with Aphrodite would be even more beautiful than the woman herself.

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“You’re wrong, I only speak these words because it is true.” His thumb presses against her lips just the slightest before rubbing against her cheek. There was much desire and self control needed when he is around her.

She didn’t know what to say or do, for just a scant second. This was nothing new; and she ducked her jaw into his palm, before pressing a kiss into his fingers. Easing away, she continued watering the flowers, diaphanous gown in pale pink trailing the ground behind her. “Well, I thank you for your kind words, father.”

There was no absolute need for the Greek God to do so, they weren't in any sort of dominance or power competition--yet. Zeus wasn't afraid to show his power and strength but only when required, he may be reckless from time to time but this meeting was more diplomatic than a war decree. The Hindus were not a threat yet and Zeus was here to make sure it stayed that way, as an observer not tyrant.

"How does your family fare? I'm more than certain that I won't be graced with their presence during this visit so I feel the need to ask instead."

Shiv was glad the other did not try to assert any sort of dominance as both were the heads of their respective pantheons. The Destroyer and the Olympian were equals in both power and position. “I too have been well. Though I am taking a bit of a break at the moment to follow up on a few members of my family.” The God smiled ever so slightly and nodded his head. “I am glad to hear you are well, Zeus.”

You dare speak to your father with such a tone?

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What the hell do you want?

"Hiiii~" Aphrodite waved over to Zeus.

"Aphrodite, your beauty is still unmatched as ever," a smug grin had spread across his lips.

"H-Hello...?" Anna tilted her head, her soft violet eyes shining.

He was unsure if he should trust the stranger with his true form, so he stood there continuing to bear the appearance of an old man, looking back at the strange yet beautiful violet irises.

"You have an air to you, unlike any I've ever encountered," he replied with a small smile.

Father.. go easy on him, please. I promise you he means you and your mountain no threat.

Yet he had taken you by force and now you believe to love him. That is a threat and crime in itself.

Zeus, what do I owe this pleasure?

Eris, it's been quite some time. I only came by to visit, is that not enough?

There is a reason for the thunder and I will not dismiss it simply because it upsets you.

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Well isn’t it Zeus!

…Make the thunder go away. 

Son, you've been tending to your duties, have you not?

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Hello, father.

Somewhat peeved, he crossed his arms and looked at her, "And just why are you speaking to your Father in that tone?"

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So it’s time to show up now? Nice one.