#greek god of a man

[kochei0]

I turn to Ares.

Thanks to Tyler Miles Lockett who allowed me to draw inspiration from his ARES piece for page 2! Look at his etsy page it's SICK

⚔️ If you want to read some queer retelling of arturian legends have a look at my webtoon

[nova-is-in-your-attic]

On and Off to the Stars

Story background: Yiyoung is employed by Kang Dae Hyung, an enigmatic figure who presides over the enigmatic hotel known as "Stargaze." As Yiyoung delves deeper into his role, he uncovers the hidden depths of Dae Hyung's soul, discovering a charming personality and kind-heartedness that sets him apart. With determination, Yiyoung and his friends embark on a quest to enhance the services provided to the ethereal guests, creating an app that grants spirits solace. Through this union, the worlds of love, despair, and supernatural encounters meld into a mesmerizing narrative that transcends salvation and torment in equal measure. P.S.: This was derived from the Lezhin bl manhwa named "on or off", I found the manhwa through the author on Twitter, and it was really cute so I decided to write a chapter. Oh, it was also inspired by Hotel del Luna...I kind of found them both together . . I kind of wrote this at midnight after 2 days of not sleeping so pardon me for any problems and incoherent lines (this is only my first publication) Word count: 6.4k Chapter 1

The city streets, bathed in the ethereal glow of streetlights, seemed to hold secrets whispered in the wind as I made my way to my new workplace. Shadows stretched and danced in a mysterious waltz, their elongated forms swaying to an unseen melody. A tingling sensation prickled my skin as if the very air hummed with enchantment.

Tonight, destiny had woven a thread that led me to the threshold of the extraordinary—a place where the mundane and the magical intertwined. The Stargaze Hotel stood tall and enigmatic, its façade imbued with a captivating charm that seemed to beckon me closer. Its windows shimmered with an inner light, casting a soft, inviting glow that whispered promises of marvellous encounters.

Approaching the entrance, the door handle greeted my touch with a gentle creak, as if it were a sentient being awakening from a deep slumber. A rush of cool air greeted me, carrying the scent of ancient books and forgotten tales. The corridor unfolded before me, bathed in a soft luminescence that emanated from the walls themselves, hinting at the hidden wonders that lay within.

As I ventured further, the atmosphere grew thick with enchantment, each step I took revealing another layer of the extraordinary. The air seemed to hum with echoes of forgotten spells and the laughter of mischievous spirits. Shadows whispered secrets as they flitted past, their voices carried on the breeze, tickling my ears with their ancient wisdom.

The walls of the Stargaze Hotel exuded an aura of quiet wisdom as if they had witnessed the ebb and flow of countless lives. Paintings adorned the walls, their subjects shifting and stirring in their frames as though yearning to escape into our realm. Curiosities filled every nook and cranny, their presence hinting at tales yet untold.

With each step, I felt my own spirit intertwining with the hotel's essence, drawn deeper into a realm where dreams and reality danced hand in hand. The Stargaze Hotel was more than just a place of lodging; it was a sanctuary for souls both living and departed—a tapestry of magic, compassion, and the yearning for connection.

As I embarked on this enchanting journey, I knew that my fate would become entwined with the whims and wonders of this extraordinary place. The Stargaze Hotel, with its secrets and spectres, held the key to unlocking a realm of endless possibilities, where love and courage could rewrite destinies, and where the ordinary was infused with a touch of the extraordinary. A portal to a world I had never even dreamed existed. But what awaited me beyond its gates? Would I be able to face the challenges that lay ahead? Or would I find myself consumed by a terrible loneliness, left alone once more to wander aimlessly through a land without hope?

And so, as I continued forward, the doors of the Stargaze Hotel slowly closed behind me with a whisper that echoed throughout the corridors, sealing away any further adventures in search of knowledge. With a click of the lock, the last remaining sign of the outside world seemed to have vanished.

And thus, I was left in the dark. No longer did I see the flickering lights of the city. No longer did I hear the chatter of strangers. No longer did I feel the warmth of sunlight on my skin. Darkness surrounded me, its embrace a promise that offered no safety but only uncertainty. I was trapped inside a strange land, and I was all alone. But then, out of nowhere, a voice spoke to me. It was a voice that I recognized instantly, one that had haunted my dreams since childhood. “Hello,” it said. “Welcome to the Stargaze Hotel.”

My heart leapt into my throat. For there in front of me stood a man, standing not three paces away. His form glowed like fire, burning brighter than all the candles in the building, and his eyes gleamed in the dimness. As he gazed back at me, it felt as if I stood in the centre of the Milky Way itself, staring into infinity. His enigmatic figure stood with an air of quiet authority, exuding an aura that seemed to transcend the realms of the living dead. His sharp penetrative gaze held an impenetrable depth. In those tense moments, I caught a glimpse of the enigma that was Kang Daehuyng, a man whose allure and mystery were destined to intertwine with my own journey within the Stargaze Hotel.

As I navigate my role in Stargaze, I come across a perplexing challenge that requires Kang Daehyung's expertise. With a mix of apprehension and determination, I decided to approach Daehyung directly, knowing that his input could make a significant difference in resolving the issue at hand. Heart pounding, I waited for the opportune moment to strike up a conversation with Daehyung, finding the courage to initiate a dialogue that could potentially forge a new connection between them.

"Mr Kang," I called out, my voice carrying a mixture of trepidation and determination. Kang Daehyung turned his gaze towards me, eyes glinting with suspicion.

"And what are you doing here? Were you so desperate that you followed me all the way here", Daehyung responded coolly, his tone laced with scepticism.

I paused for a moment, gathering my thoughts, before continuing in a steady voice, "I have an idea that could elevate our guest services… I've brought the report with me, could you please look it over?"

Daehyung's eyebrow arched sceptically, his arms crossed as a barrier. "Did Secretary Cha send you here?" he retorted, his expression guarded. "Or did you go through my calendar?", he added.

All the colour in my face flushed, and I felt my hands getting cold- ironically as if a ghost had taken over me. A smirk suddenly escapes from Daehyung's face. "Are you even willing to offer sexual favours?", he asks, amusement lacing his tone. "Huh?", I replied, shocked and honestly confused by Daehyung's offer. Contrast to what had felt a few seconds before his face flushed with embarrassment, unable to maintain eye contact. "Usually, I don't go for men. But with a face like yours, why wouldn't I?" Kang pauses, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Sure, I'll do it.", Yiyoung pauses, "I can do it with men too."

"Good", Kang responds curtly, turning around to walk toward his office. "Mr Kang!", Yiyoung says, catching up to him, stopping him short. "If you even want a chance to present follow me", says Kang Daehyung.

As I follow behind this greek God of a man, he notices his clean-cut appearance, much unlike his crude and unsavoury behaviour. Why did I follow him?

[doctorsiren]

Day 1 of Sirentober / Doctober

Navigating / Blocks

Warrior of the Mine!

Available as a print on my Etsy shop

[xixovart]

simple sketch with no rendering bc i couldnt be bothered ngl

[gunsandspaceships]

Tony is a God

If you ask people which mythological figure they associate Tony with, the most popular answer is Hephaestus. And that makes sense. Hephaestus, like Tony, is a disabled blacksmith who created all the weapons on Olympus. But this is the only similarity between them. While Hephaestus is the god of blacksmithing, crafts, and metalworking, Tony is much more than that.

He is a scientist (expert in physics, mathematics, chemistry, biology, AI and engineering), inventor, creator, futurist and prophet, philanthropist, benefactor, adviser, healer, warrior, leader, intercessor and protector of people from wicked gods.

There is another character in Greek mythology who has more in common with Tony than the god of blacksmithing.

He was born and raised as a titan, was betrayed by his close friend, was held captive and tortured in the mountains in the land of barbarians, took fire from the gods and gave it to humanity, created artificial life, saw the future and tried to prevent a catastrophe, participated in the war between the gods and the titans, and sacrificed himself for humanity by stopping an omnipotent god from obliterating the human race.

I just recapped Tony's arc in the MCU. But this is also the story of the titan Prometheus, god of forethought and fire, master craftsman, creator and benefactor of humankind, who stole fire from the gods to give it to humans, along with knowledge, science and technology, creating civilization.

Iron Man: Rapture

"Prometheus Bound", Christian Griepenkerl 

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[julesodd]

Bro gaslight, gatekeep, girlbossed his way through the second Episode

[sleepnowmychild]

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

[ardenzia777]

finished another request, this time was for a sketch of my Hades

[r0tting-rat]

"Ohh Eurylochus shouldn't have done that" "Odysseus should have known better" "It's [Character] fault if..." WRONG! WRONG WRONG AND WRONG!! If any of you had taken the time to read one (1) greek myth you would have known already that, if we really want to trace back the problem to the source, the only ones at fault would be the gods!

It's always the gods' fault—or Fate's—you can't argue with this. The whole point of greek tragedies is that you cannot escape what's already been chosen for you, so no matter how smart you are you will ALWAYS end up where you were meant to be.

[extraintrosortavert]

Michael Sheen looks like a Greek god. I repeat, Michael Sheen looks like a Greek god.

Aaaaand happy birthday to Anna the Elven queen

Correction:

Welsh god.

[sforzesco]

DO NOT BE AFRAID

this is combining Ovid's Heroides and the Excidium Troie because I can't stop thinking of Hermes telling him not to be afraid. what the fuck!! Ares is wearing the crown that Paris gave him.

I have. thoughts. about Paris. he's almost got this Troilos parallel in my mind, that the event that defines him in detail exists in a lost narrative that we don't have (the Cypria), but everyone else knew. the event that defines Troilos is his death (murdered, butchered by Achilles, the violence of which haunts everything after. Achilles, child killer, you can't escape that!), and the event that defines Paris is the Judgement. what's a lost text but a kind of grave!!

idk I don't think that Paris before the Judgement would recognize himself after bc when you become god touched, it rearranges your guts. you become transformed in the worst way possible! how could you recognize yourself! but I also think that all the Parises after the Judgement would recognize each other because that event is so locked into the trauma of war and the scar it leaves on the land, it's like a scar on the narrative too. it exists like this forever, over and over again, so you exist like that forever too. Troy collects grief and despairs.

Troy as trauma: Reflections on intergenerational transmission and the locus of trauma, Andromache Karanika

and Paris is like. a miserable little god/corpse-puppet or something, like a match for the gods to throw onto gasoline.

The Excidium Troie + Ovid's Heroides:

Excidium Troie, trans. Muhammad Syarif Fadhlurrahman

Ovid, Heroides 16 (trans. Harold Isbell)

a collection of things regarding Paris that made me go 😬 but under a cut bc this is getting. very long.

The Divine Twins in Early Greek Poetry, Corolla Torontonensis

Iliad 24 and the Judgement of Paris, C.J. Mackie

Elegy and Epic and the Recognition of Paris: Ovid "Heroides" 16, Elizabeth Forbis Mazurek

Ennian Influence in "Heroides" 16 and 17, Howard Jacobson

Paris/Alexandros in the "Iliad", I. J. F. de Jong

[gingermintpepper]

In my Zeus bag today so I'm just gonna put it out there that exactly none of the great Ancient Greek warrior-heroes stayed loyal and faithful and completely monogamous and yet none of them have their greatness questioned nor do we question why they had the cultural prominence that they did and still do.

Jason, the brilliant leader of the Argo, got cold feet when it came to Medea - already put off by some of her magic and then exiled from his birthland because of her political ploys, he took Creusa to bed and fully intended on marrying her despite not properly dissolving things with Medea.

Theseus was a fierce warrior and an incredibly talented king but he had a horrible temper and was almost fatally weak to women. This is the man who got imprisoned in the Underworld for trying to get a friend laid, the man who started the whole Attic War because he couldn't keep his legs closed.

And we cannot at all forget Heracles for whom a not inconsiderable amount of his joy in life was loving people then losing the people around him that he loved. Wives, children, serving boys, mentors, Heracles had a list of lovers - male and female - long enough to rival some gods and even after completing his labours and coming down to the end of his life, he did not have one wife but three.

And y'know what, just because he's a cultural darling, I'll put Achilles up here too because that man was a Theseus type where he was fantastic at the thing he was born to do (that is, fight whereas Theseus' was to rule) but that was not enough to eclipse his horrid temper and his weakness to young pretty things. This is the man that killed two of Apollo's sons because they wouldn't let him hit - Tenes because he refused to let Achilles have his sister and Troilus who refused Achilles so vehemently that he ran into Apollo's temple to avoid him and still couldn't escape.

All four of these men are still celebrated as great heroes and men. All four of these men are given the dignity of nuance, of having their flaws treated as just that, flaws which enrich their character and can be used to discuss the wider cultural point of what truly makes a hero heroic. All four of these men still have their legacies respected.

Why can that same mindset not be applied to Zeus? Zeus, who was a warrior-king raised in seclusion apart from his family. Zeus who must have learned to embrace the violence of thunder for every time he cried as a babe, the Corybantes would bang their shields to hide the sound. Zeus learned to be great because being good would not see the universe's affairs in its order.

The wonderful thing about sympathy is that we never run out of it. There's no rule stopping us from being sympathetic to multiple plights at once, there's no law that necessitate things always exist on the good-evil binary. Yes, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to sufferation in Tartarus for what (to us) seems like a cruel reason. Prometheus only wanted to help humans! But when you think about Prometheus' actions from a king's perspective, the narrative is completely different: Prometheus stole divine knowledge and gifted it to humans after Zeus explicitly told him not to. And this was after Prometheus cheated all the gods out of a huge portion of wealth by having humans keep the best part of a sacrifice's meat while the gods must delight themselves with bones, fat and skin. Yes, Zeus gave Persephone away to Hades without consulting Demeter but what king consults a woman who is not his wife about the arrangement of his daughter's marriage to another king? Yes, Zeus breaks the marriage vows he set with Hera despite his love of her but what is the Master of Fate if not its staunchest slave?

The nuance is there. Even in his most bizarre actions, the nuance and logic and reason is there. The Ancient Greeks weren't a daft people, they worshipped Zeus as their primary god for a reason and they did not associate him with half the vices modern audiences take issue with. Zeus was a father, a visitor, a protector, a fair judge of character, a guide for the lost, the arbiter of revenge for those that had been wronged, a pillar of strength for those who needed it and a shield to protect those who made their home among the biting snakes. His children were reflections of him, extensions of his will who acted both as his mercy and as his retribution, his brothers and sisters deferred to him because he was wise as well as powerful. Zeus didn't become king by accident and it is a damn shame he does not get more respect.

[bambiilooza]

do you . do you . do you have an aphrodite 🙏

yea :D

[thatrandomblogsays]

"It is so hard for him to stand back, to see you struggle.”

Me having to listen to how bad poor widdle baby Posideon had it, when he owes Sally 12 years of back pay of child support, & he could’ve saved himself all that ~agony~ if he just slapped a condom on

[starry-night333]

I can't except Athena dying soooo

Apollo:soooo like we can all agree we are pissed at dad for what he did to Athena???

Artemis:wait what happened??

Heaphestus:he tried to kill her again

Artemis:oh hell nah!

[sleepnowmychild]

Hypnos showed up in my dream in the form of a statue of himself in the ocean.

Right ok, that makes perfect sense thanks for the sign Hypnos.