#Yolo

Hermes. God of Thieves, traveling, Wit and a lot more. Messenger of the gods. Olympian. Royally pissed to be here.

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

He seemed to be quite happy with himself in this situation, and she looked..almost offended. She? Liked him? Pfft, no. No. No. This was just friends being friends, and that’s all, and before she knew, she started shaking her head. “I mean we are friends..right? Of course I like you, we are friends.” The head shaking stopped, but the light electricity layering her lips didn’t, and she could still see the proof of her feelings in red on his bottom lip from her own. “I shouldn’t have done that..It’s, uh—” Arachne stopped, finding hard to breathe in with her heart taking the whole place in her chest, leaving nothing for lungs. 

[hermes-the-thief]

Hermes almost chuckled, but instead he lightly put his hand under her chin tilting her face up to him for a moment. Looking at her he decided that now was better then never and kissed her lightly back. 

“Doll, friends don’t kiss friends. Trust me. And I like you too.” 

[thetrueoceanmaster-blog]

/o/Riding the waves\o\

[thetrueoceanmaster-blog]

“Oh, is it so interesting in the middle of the island, that I’ll forget that I’m stuck here?” Poseidon spoke with a small smile placating his lips as he shifted his palms into his pocket. The familiar voice rang out through his ears as he turned his attention from Hermes to the earth below him as he shook his head. “Well then nephew why don’t we go and fix at least one of our problems, I would hate for you to keel over now…”

[hermes-the-thief]

“What can I say, Booze has a wonderful affect on cell walls makes them look almost climbable.” Hermes shrugged. “Side affect of not being able to roam am I right? Never thought I’d be stuck somewhere for more then a few years. What’s been up with you? Haven’t seen your mug for awhile.” 

[thetrueoceanmaster-blog]

/o/Riding the waves\o\

“I get that this an island and all, but why is there nothing to do?” The cinnamon skin reflected the rays of the sun as he complained, complacent in his place amidst these other beings.

The oceanic eyes dropped a bit as he thought to himself pausing in between his thoughts, whispering silently to himself. “…Or, maybe it’s no one that’s the problem.”  

[hermes-the-thief]

“Obviously you haven’t been to the middle of the island then.” Hermes said winking slightly as he looked at the other just barely able to catch the last part. “Besides I don’t think that is are biggest worry. I mean it’s definitely up there but I feel like the lack of alcohol in my system is a worse fate.” 

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

“No,” she answered weakly to the very first question he posed. It was not the reason she avoided him—then again, she couldn’t be sure which part he had had in mind, “It’s not.”

But then he got close, and she could feel her head become pleasantly dizzy. Arachne couldn’t quite grasp—or simply remember—what he wanted her to, and it left her staring at him blabber, smooth satin eyes watching him with slight amazement. Like a wild animal witnessing an act of good will towards it for the first time in its life.

“There’s another reason why, but I can’t say.” For her throat was glued tight whenever she tried to search for words, and kissing him— yes, pressing painted lips to his, leaving marks on the paler skin mere seconds later— was the only way to show. 

[hermes-the-thief]

“Come on darling, you can tell me why you’ve been avoiding me.” Hermes said letting himself look down at her. She was beautiful - not in the normal sense of the word but of course that was true was well. No she was beautiful in a way that morality was. She was fluttery and fleeting a bright strike. He just was hoping it wasn’t a flash. 

He sighed a little at the last words. “You can, Arac-” He hadn’t expected the kiss. Closing his eyes immediately he kissed back for a moment. It felt as if his heart had stopped pumping for a second as he tried to piece it together.  “You like me.”

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

She could have gotten lost staring back at him. Arachne could feel the fog layer her brain, and her heart fill with burning anxiety—keeping her awake and hurting. “You know, they warned me,” began she, taking a quick breath soon after, “They told me to stay away.”

“My daddy said men like you only know how to break hearts, and if I was stupid, I’d get mine broken too..” She paused, throat going dry and brain slowly drowning in mist again. “It’s because you smile nice, and you’re gods—you think you can get away with anything, and leave the rest of us behind.” She didn’t know what was the source of such sentences but they flowed unstoppable and gentle river, her voice as soft as never before. It sounded very much like a goodbye rather than an accusation.

“I didn’t want to believe them,” arms heavy at her sides, there was no grace left in her shoulders and her whole posture, “But—congratulations—you did it. You broke my heart.”

[hermes-the-thief]

“Is this why you keep avoiding me?” Hermes said his eyebrow going up slightly as he watched Arachne for a second. 

“Arachne I chose you. I didn’t choose them. Remember?” Hermes didn’t really know how much she did remember - they had been both very confused and hurt by things that neither of them controlled. Hermes stood up a sigh coming to his lips as he came closer to her. “Please you got to remember.”  He paused for a moment shaking his head slightly cursing the situation.  “Come on sweetheart, come here. I chose you. I didn’t chose them. You got scared and I got hurt. I just - I want to go home. Please. You can call me whatever you want, but please don’t leave again.” His voice broke slightly, something the thief wasn’t used to. 

“Stay.” 

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

@hermes-the-thief

She was just a bit glad—part of her was, really—to see him once again after the last time, for she was so sure she’d never do. Another part, however, felt like curling up in a corner, and her eyes gave the unfitting shyness away as she was not able to hold a longer contact with his. Arachne stood there, her whole body moving just so before she pulled enough strength from her bosom. “..Hi.” And that was the only word she could muster. 

[hermes-the-thief]

Hermes didn’t mean to catch Arachne, didn’t mean to be here when she was but the damn dice was still in his hand. Falling out of grace with someone you care about is never easy - he’d done it plenty of times, but seeing her felt like someone had put it on an extreme mode. He flipped the dice over in his hand as he watched her for a moment. He didn’t know what to say what to do. He wasn’t exactly used to trying to fix things. He’d rather just run away, but there was nothing to run to.  “Hi.” 

[hermes-the-thief]

Golden Days| Callista & Hermes

@cxllista

Hermes was a wanderer at heart - his feat taking the lead when his head refused to. Instead of lying around and doing nothing he had to be moving. So with that in mind he started to walk the edges of the island, wanting to leave it and not being able to. Silently he began counting the waves in his head as they crashed on the shore walking faster and faster until he was running.  It was almost as if he was trying to catch up to the waves, and failing. Maybe it’s why he didn’t realize he was almost running into someone for a few seconds. He swerved to make sure he didn’t hit them.  “Ah sorry. I swear I didn’t see  - wait a second. I know you don’t I?” 

[hermes-the-thief]

Two lies and a truth

[hekategoddess-blog]

     During the centuries Hekate had learned to turn a blind eye on things that were out of her control, and on things that she thought didn’t do her harm. The goddess wasn’t the type to stick her button nose on topics that didn’t concern her. She was no Hera, she made damn sure of it.

     So when Hermes was quick to explain what happened at the maze, the witch’s first reaction was to raise a hand firmly. “You don’t have to explain anything to me. You don’t owe me anything.” Arriving at the kitchen the brunette turned around and softly ran a hand down his cheek in tenderness, offering comfort. 

     She turned around simply to start making the promised tea, thinking well on the ingredients. A drink that would hopefully calm him. Once all the ingredients were prepared, she dumped them on the boiling water and waited for him to fall silent. “Hermes, my dear husband-” The wanderess started saying playfully, hoping the lighten the mood.

     “-I won’t question anything, not from you. I trust you enough not to.”

[hermes-the-thief]

When her hand ran down his cheek he closed his eyes for a moment feeling as if something bitter sweet ran into his soul. 

Hermes didn’t feel the first tear but he felt his and being wet. He had covered his face as he didn’t want her to see. 

Hermes wasn’t stupid. He knew that most people would have been angry he doubted many would have even opened the door. He was a liar. A thief. A traitor. 

And she trusted him. He was someone that walked this side of alright and she trusted him. He didn’t earn it, he didn’t deserve it but she did. 

Still he shook his head slightly trying to stop whatever was clawing at his throat. Wiping away tears hoping that she hadn’t noticed.  

“Thank you. I just - I don’t want to. I don’t want to choose sides and battles. I - I really fucked up this time Hekate.”

[hekategoddess-blog]

     “Me?” Hekate asked innocently, her eyes wide as a doe’s. “I, outrunning the god of travel, who would have thunk?” The goddess joked softly, her tone light and playful, her words not to be taken neither personal nor serious. But the thought baffled her, she never realized how much she fluttered around daily. “If you ever doubt where I am, just follow the petal trail. Or the dog paw prints, whichever one of the two.” She added with laughter in her voice. “Because I don’t believe in rumors and in what people think. I know who you are, and I love you for it.” Hekate interwind their arms together as they continued to walk. “Let them talk. You say that as if you’re not beautiful. And pickpocketing is a good skill to have!”

     “I know, I know. I got you and I got Seth. But I just wanted to get some clues or some kind of information on what we’re dealing with. I just feel so helpless without my usual powers.” She replied back with resignation making her shoulders hunch forward. If she could have discovered something from the copper powder, they could have been a step closer to finding out something about the wardens. The brunette mulled over the question for a few seconds before shaking her head, “I actually do not. But a simple location spell could do the trick.” The incantation was small enough, she could do it without consequences. “I’ll try not to, but I won’t make any promises.” Which seemed to be the exact words he said earlier, which caused her to chuckle.

[hermes-the-thief]

“Don’t be clever. I’m not as fast without my wings and you know it.” He said shaking his head more like a disappointed father, mocking his own situation. “And what will happen if I end up seeing Persephone or someone else instead? I’m sure she’d have a strong word about me walking through her gardens.” He did chuckle at the though of finding her through such a - well witchy way.  It sounded like something out of a book for zeus’s sake.

He shook his head slightly making sure to hold her arm like a gentleman he had told him to do. Lightly, but as if she was an anchor to floating away to the universe. The old bat had been insistent in teaching the disguised god. “Why miss I love you as well, but as you can see I am a very dangerous man. Full of malicious intent.” His voice was pompous and jokey wanting to get away from the serious tone. “And I’d have you know I think I’m absolutely stunning in the right light. I just know that their are purer hearts out there. And true. Right now I have a fancy watch did you know that they put weird stones in them now? Diamonds and things.” 

He sighed slightly. “Hekate, I’m sure Seth agrees with me. Its not worth getting yourself hurt. You’re one of the most powerful people here - and don’t you deny that. But I would rather have you healthy then anything else. I don’t think theres a soul on this island with a heart that would say otherwise.”  Hermes rolled his eyes shaking his head slightly. “Oh look we got a wise guy here. But the thing is Hekate. Darling. Light of my life or life of my light I was never really sure about that expression. Are you trying to trick a trickster? That won’t do at all.”

[cerri-dwen]

“I assume the believe we abandoned them, yet another reason to hate the humans I suppose.”

[hermes-the-thief]

“I’m a traveler by trade. No doubt they expected me to leave. It still hurts though, doesn’t it. Knowing you didn’t get a choice in it.” 

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

She tried to be angry, but instead she was just sad. 

And pathetic, 

and weak. 

Many people around gave her glances of appreciation, of her dark raven hair and smoothly sculpted features, but they were completely ignored, lost in her memory lane and forgotten, all because of the man who couldn’t (or so it seemed) even directly look at her. She wasn’t the sun, she was as far from that as one could possibly get. 

He seemed so okay, too..With that thought the grip around her heart tightened, and her muscles did—pressing into the dice like they were balls made to sooth her nerves by crushing, erasing them from short existence. “Don’t call me that,” finally spoke she, able to bring words she needed (not wanted) together, “You left me for dead, don’t doll me.”

Arachne’s eyes widened just so, and she felt her heartbeat go up with droplets of anger emerging from painful bones, sore from the all the loneliness she had to endure—to be alone with her own thoughts, that was the truest curse of them all. 

[hermes-the-thief]

There was a moment that something looking more like fury crossed his face before he turned and slung back more of the drink in his hand. 

He wasn’t - enough for this. Drunk. Angry. Sad. He wasn’t enough of anything for this. Instead he laughed, understanding for a moment the irony of it all. 

He wasn’t enough - but she was to much. He could see it in her eyes. Anger at him. For not being enough of anything. 

“Sorry, Doll. Last time I checked you are the one that didn’t want me around, remember. Or  do you not remember. Don’t give me this.” 

“ You made it pretty fucking clear you didn’t want me around. And believe it or not I don’t go where I’m not wanted.” 

[motherxofxspiders-blog]

@hermes-the-thief

Silently, she sat there still, surrounded by the turmoil from the violent mouths of others. She wasn’t much of a drinker, not while alone, and cider was something she’d liked most because it was sweet and bubbly, and it was even extra pleasant on her tongue when cold..But she hadn’t had it in weeks, and had to stay with the vomit inducing alcohol which at least buzzed her up quick. 

In a hand, she held dice, two of them, gently spinning them around each other with her fingers, the sound they made completely pushed away by everything else and layered with madness. She could hear laughter going louder, then silencer still, and with eyes lazy and face blank she turned to look just a little more out of her personal space. And then, then her eyes met his, and her heart pounded once before she felt her skin tighten. In that very moment it seemed like everything went from chaos to perfect silence and she could feel hair rising on the back of her neck. “..Are you following me now?”

[hermes-the-thief]

Hermes wasn’t someone who took pain and dealt with it, he pushed it to the corners of his mind as far as they would go and pretended that it was gone. It wasn’t healthy and it wasn’t helpful, but the whiskey made it easier. 

People around him - faces that meant nothing - kept a fake grin on his face.He laughed and faked happiness. Maybe if they had looked in his eyes they would have seen something near chaotic in his eyes. He couldn’t fix it, and he couldn’t leave. If hell were a place it would have been this feeling of entrapment. 

He didn’t even notice her - not until he heard her voice. His heart felt as if it was in a vice grip as he looked over at the dark hair that he knew for a fact clogged up the sink. 

I loved you. No that past tense - that was a lie. He loved her. That’s why it hurt so bad.

For a second he swallowed before giving another fake laugh a fooling smile. “ Doll, it’s a small island. Relax I was just bouncing. What a man can’t get a drink around here.” 

[cerri-dwen]

“My children loved me.” At least, she wanted to believe that, she had too. “The youngest, she was so small when we were taken here, I worry for her constantly, I assume she feels as if I abandoned her.”

[hermes-the-thief]

“Hey never said they didn’t love me, they just don’t like me much. I guess that’s what they all think eventually right? Doubt they told them we were here. Then again maybe they did.” 

[capriciousxgoddess-deactivated2]

Careful What You Wish For-

[capriciousxgoddess-deactivated2]

Circe’s eyes rolled skyward, an expression of agitation still there, though it was concealed by another of rueful amusement. “Please, Hermes, your smell of sadness and ass is considerably stronger, emphasis on ass.” She taunted the man. Though her words were sharp, her tone was far more gentle, considerably fonder.

As her arms crossed over her chest, gaze settling lazily on him, her brows arched as he mentioned Hecate. “Now you’ve gotten me curious, darling..” She stated, before holding out her hand, palm open. “Let’s hand it over, sweetheart, and why don’t you tell me what’s in it for you, mnh?”

[hermes-the-thief]

“Hey now I haven’t been sad in over three hundred years, Circe. And since you didn’t say anything about me not being cuter I’m going to take it as a compliment. It’s okay most people find me criminally handsome so you aren’t in the minority.” He winked at her playing. Hermes as a rule was more of a good natured flirt then anything else. 

“Now Circe why do you think I would want anything?” He said as he handed the bag over to the other. “Well I mean it wouldn’t be a deal if there wasn’t something on my end, but how about this. I just want a favor with you. Nothing big nothing dangerous. Scouts honor.” 

[hermes-the-thief]

Two lies and a truth

[hekategoddess-blog]

    The past weeks had completely thrown Hekate on an emotional ride. They had been so intense, she felt as if she was still hallucinating from the copper powder. But unfortunately, it was all reality. Not only did she have to endure watching Seth battle his demons, but see Hermes in a way she hadn’t before. Heartbroken. 

    For the last couple of nights she hadn’t been able to sleep, scared of what was to come. Hekate felt incredibly useless, before the imprisonment she had this immense power; power that could grant everything. But she was merely holding on to a whimper of it, unable to help those she cared about. It wrecked her. 

    A wash of familiarity washed over her as the goddess got up to answer whoever was walking towards her door. Even her ability in seeing the future was weakened. She opened the door with a friendly smile that widened as she realized who it was. “Hermes, you know this will always be your home, even if you don’t live here. Do you want tea? I’ll make some tea!” The brunette swirled around heading for the kitchen, walking on random flower petals as it was costumed in her household.  

[hermes-the-thief]

Hermes was surprised she hadn’t yelled at him. He would have yelled at himself, but perhaps that would come later. After all his confession had all but been damning. Still he went in and followed his wife’s lead. 

Their was a hollow feeling in his body and a hurricane in his mind. He was at once so far away and nowhere to be found. He hadn’t cried in the maze - getting himself and his brother out. He hadn’t cried when Arachne left, but her ability to smile made something close to tears well up in his eyes. Realizing he hadn’t spoken he said softly as if he was trying to speak through a throat that no longer wanted to work. “Ah yeah, that sounds - nice. I - I should probably explain. What happened. I don’t give a shit about w-what the others think but I want to explain it to you.”  There was a feeling of dread when he said that. They could hate him, hell he was pretty sure except for maybe Heph they didn’t like him. He could feel their stares on him anyway. But he couldn’t have her hate him. He couldn’t have her to pretend to be happy near him while wishing he would disappear. The pain of being silent was worse then anything that could be said. “With what you saw. I have to explain.”

[hekategoddess-blog]

    Cheeks heated at the compliment, yet her smile faltered for a millisecond. “I used to.” Hekate said softly, almost in a whisper, “walk on moonlight I mean, and on constellations. You remember?” The brunette gave a wishful sigh as hazel gaze turned upwards in wistfulness. “I miss it dearly.” 

    Her eyes swiveled down once again as Hermes grasped her hand. His soothing words did nothing to ease her endless worry, but Hekate knew better than doubt his ability. Unlike her, he really was a master at getting out of trouble. “Just as long as you visit me once a day- that would be enough.” Then she added playfully to lighten up the mood. “Besides, I’m not afraid, I know who I married.” 

    She laughed at his words and shrugged her small shoulders that were bare due to her off-the-shoulder dress. “I don’t mind being a hippie actually, it makes me cool. I like to be cool.” Hekate’s heart warmed at his concern for her well being. “Now look who’s worrying. I’ll be fine, Hermes. I won’t touch that nasty powder ever again.” The one that gave her those frightful hallucinations. “And I’m doing good so far. I finally changed back the dog! Did I tell you? You remember? The one I accidentally turned into a chicken? He’s a precious dog again, so you don’t need to be worrying about me, sweetheart, I’ve got it handled.” 

[hermes-the-thief]

Hermes hadn’t meant to make her wistful - in a world that he never quite understood. Still he gave her a sad smile, little and worn more like an understanding then anything else. “You’ll be up there again. At least if I have anything to say about it.”  “I’ll try my best, but sometimes I can’t find you. You seem to run around faster then I can catch you.” Hermes said with a smile and a roll of his eye. “Oh? And why would a respectable titan like yourself marry me if you knew? Honestly I bet about half of Olympus still thinks I tricked you. An Unfaithful mongrel like me? Tsk tsk Hekate.” Their was a twinkle in his eye when he was mock scolding her. “Out of all the the beautiful people in the world and you got stuck with the pickpocket god. Something isn’t right with that.” 

He shook his head slightly giving a chuckle. “Fine fine. You cool hippie. And I’m serious. No need to get sick when you got me.” He gave her a smile at the dog.  “I’m glad. It was seriously weird to hear a chicken bark. Do you know where he went? And I’m not a worrier. That’s obviously not my job. I just don’t want you getting needlessly hurt. ”

[cerri-dwen]

“My complaints are much different, mostly regarding the fact that I can’t find any of my children, and haven’t since being trapped on this forsaken island.”

[hermes-the-thief]

“Me either, although to be fair I doubt the want to see their old man anyway. Last one was about twenty. Don’t think he hated me much, but I doubt he wanted me around.”