#oengus

I gots another question for yis.

what makes man hot????

I’m trying to design the god of love for my story (Oengus to be specific) and I’m not sure that I experience what the majority of heterosexual women deem as ‘hot’, so please, give me suggestions. I’d appreciate input from anyone who experiences attraction to men!

THANK YOU!!!!

« La maschera della principessa è solo per il popolo credulo  »  Il verde luminoso colpisce, salace e graffiante, mentre le labbra si storcono di lato, sollevandosi maliziose e cariche di ambiguità, sancisce, sicura. 

« S`è quel ti diverte, tenerla, non sono tanto crudele da volertela levare. Tradirei la massima di Cosetta » E qui, mantenendo la sigaretta verso l`esterno, si sporge in avanti col torace per incombere su di lei, ora appena flemmatico, lo sguardo alto al profilo femminile - a quella bocca di malizia e provocazioni e l`assordante richiamo della sua stessa voce soave. Va a infilarsi nuovamente la sigaretta per poi espirare nello spazio tra loro, a lasciare sia la cortine d fumo ad offuscargli la vista di lei prima che, recuperata la bacchetta, senza perdere di vista la maniera in cui il biondo ricompare tra le volute di fumo,vada con un gesto svelto della punta legnosa ad eseguire il non-verbale Evanésco contro il cilindro tossico. Cancellerebbe così qualsiasi prova tangibile della tragressione adolescenziale - in un meccanismo che, si vede, tradisce la noncuranza dell`abitudine. E ricordarle, poi, nel caso se lo fosse dimenticata: « Corvonero agisce come gli pare. »

You're a teaser, you turn 'em on Leave 'em burning and then you're gone

 « E` piuttosto bravo a ispirare» `Carità`  « altruismo. Sono certo ne vorrà tanto da te. »e verso la fine l`affilata ironia a fargli innalzare appena il mento. « Forse è il caso di concedergli una possibilità. » senza più guardarla, il respiro lento e qualche guizzo alla mandibola serrata, lo sguardo a bruciare d`altri pensieri.

«Una possibilità» Si rotola tra le labbra questa parola, lo sguardo velato di tristezza e l’espressione ferrea, statuaria. Tutta una contraddizione in termini. Uno sbuffetto divertito le scappa dalle narici, scuote appena il capo biondo. «Una possibilità» Ripete, stavolta con tono ironico, tagliente. «Non hai proprio idea» E una mezza risata, la testa che viene scossa ancora, in un’espressione quasi di tenero divertimento. «E perché me lo chiedi?» Cosa gli importa che lei faccia dono del suo altruismo a Oengus, ancora?

Aengus’s Backstory: Also known as Aongus, Aonghus, Angus, or Oengus in Old Irish his name essentially translates to “unique force or unequal vigor.” His father is the Dagda and his mother is the Goddess Bóinn, who is the deity who rules over the Boyne river. Aengus was born out of an affair and it is said that to hide Bóinn’s pregnancy the Dagda made the sun stand still for 9 months. This means that Aengus was conceived and born in one day. Additionally, it is said that Aengus was born (and conceived) on Samhain. In Irish mythology, as well as being his birthday, it is the day he is finally able to obtain the woman he loves whom he met in his dreams and fell into a wasting sickness due to his desire for her.  His mother, Boann, goddess of the River Boyne, and a cow goddess whose milk formed the Milky Way (Bealach na Bó Finne, or the White Cow's Way in Irish), searched Ireland for a year, then his father, the Dagda, did the same. Finally, King Bodb Derg of Munster found her after a year. After this, Aengus wooed her and they flew off in the form of swans. Aengus is a member of the Tuatha Dé Danann and the God of Love, Youth and Poetry. Even though Aengus is not seen as a god of great power, someone to be fearful of like Lugh, Dagda or the Morrígan, he would certainly be ranked high among the gods, being the son of Dagda, Earth God and the father of the gods. While he was young, Aengus dispossessed the Dagda of his home, Brú na Bóinne. He arrived after the Dagda had shared out his land among his children, and none was left for Aengus, so Aengus asked his father if he could live in Brú na Bóinne – the central spiritual spot by the Boyne, the river whose goddess is Bóinne – for "a day and a night", and the Dagda agreed. Irish has no indefinite article, so "a day and a night" is the same as "day and night", which covers all time, and so Aengus took possession of Brú na Bóinne permanently

Important Posessions/Symbols: It is said that Aengus owns a magical horse so large it can carry an entire household, a cloak that is many colors but appears only one color to anyone who is about to die. Also, it is said that four swans circle his head and he owns a golden harp. 

One of @not-poignant‘s OCs, Oengus. he won’t get out of my head after the latest chapter. i choose to believe he’s happy now

As I kiss my lover I feel you As I peck my friend's cheek I hear you laugh As I hug my family close I see your smile in my mind

In my dreams You came to me Your ruby hair making A halo atop your head Your beard just as curly and ruddy as your hair

You were wearing a tourist shirt and blue jeans with a brooch of a dove Odd atire for a god, I thought You wrapped me in your arms, and, laughing, kissed my cheeks We shared strawberry whiskey and