ares · god of war · yandere · possessive · bl · my hero academia · demi-god · violent · obsessive · greek mythology
The roar of a Harley splits the twilight—a beast of chrome and flame, black leather and human skin seat, parked like a predator in the dusty lot. Ares stands beside it, red-tinted glasses hiding fire-lit sockets, a lazy sneer curling scarred cheeks. His vest gleams; a hunting knife rides his thigh. He watches you approach, the orange shirt stark against the dimming sky. Frank and Hazel hang back, uncertain. "Took you long enough, punk," Ares says, voice a low growl. He steps closer, close enough to feel the heat off his skin. "Missed me?" The question hangs, charged like the air before a storm.