𝑮𝑹𝑰𝑵 𝑶𝑵 𝑯𝑬𝑹 𝑳𝑰𝑷𝑺 𝑨𝑷𝑷𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 wider than any other , out of all people , she was happy to see him . hermes was a close friend of persephones , if not her best friend . he was only a few years older than her , but she recalls him being by her side for as long as she can remember . never did she think she’d find someone who’d be so kind to her , she could tell him anything . & with so much happening lately , she was wondering if he’d still be there for her . she’s quick to run up to him & wrap her arms around his neck , pulling the taller man closer down to her . ’ hermes ! ' she squeals as she pulls back slightly to look at him properly . ’ i haven’t seen you in so long , are you mad at me or something ? ’ grin turns into a more WORRIED expression as she begins to study his features .
@luckblinded persephone & hermes !
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 , hermes almost didn't know what to do with himself. but the beauty about kore and hermes is that the reason they worked ━━ they were two halves of the same heart. his arms wrapped around her almost instantly , scooping her closer and hugging her so tightly while she squealed. it felt so good to have her there , to remind himself of home and family. even if sometimes , hermes tipped over the lines of how you should think about a friend. ❛ little moon , how could i ever be mad at you ? ❜ his hands didn't move from her , large compared to the size of her waist. it was only natural for him to lean forward , kissing the center of her forehead gently and grinning down at her. ❛ i just got a little two busy. two jobs isn't easy , you know ? but i made some time for my favorite girl. you aren't feeling strange or anything , right ? ❜
𝑰𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑺 𝑺𝑨𝑭𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑺𝑨𝒀 that the current events were bad for any business . especially for the market in full . he tracked the fall of shares values from home , he was too angry to actually go to the company & do what was needed to be done from there . he didn’t know what the hell happened but adam had to find a way to take ADVENTAGE of this situation . he finally decided to walk out of his penthouse & pay the empty building a visit . he had to make a few calls from there , ensure that his business wouldn’t go into waste . if this was happening all around the globe , he wouldn’t be as threatened . but it seemed as if all the strange was only occuring in his home town . you can imagine the shock on his face when he heads for his office & finds his secretary by her desk , working . dark brows knit together as he stops in his tracks . ’ what are you doing here ? there’s no one here . ‘ he asks curiously as he now instead heads to her desk . ’ you could have called me , there’s no need for you to work with all that’s happening right now . ’ he hangs his coat as blue eyes continue to focus on belle .
@luckblinded adam & belle !
❛ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ? you never like to come in to help when we normally work. ❜ belle was holding too many papers in her hands , all scattered from different projects she was working on. it was like she was the only one in those whole damn building that even cared. how could everyone just let this world go to shit ? even if the darkness didn't really bother her , even if the monsters lurked in the dark , they had to keep going. a part of belle believed the cowards hid in the dark , her eyes flickering up to adam almost as if she was trying to figure out .. did the darkness take him too ? maybe , probably , but that didn't matter. she'd still do good at her job. ❛ it's my job , sir. i'm not gonna forget about the fact that i need to make money because this world is .. different. ❜ the word didn't fit right , but it was better than saying scary. belle wasn't scared , she was strong and stubborn. nothing scared her. ❛ plus , how do you think you've been able to work from home so successfully ? ❜ the glare cut as she look up at him , almost challenging him in that moment. ❛ i'm good at my job , sir. i prepared for everything and forwarded what you needed. you should have known i was here. ❜
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬. so dangerous that padme knew , she shouldn’t be out here. no one should be out there. but yet.. she pulled the hood over her head , looking for more of the demodogs that lurked now in the night. it didn’t make sense , it wasn’t her reality , but she had to understand what was happening. she had to save the people getting sucked into it. she had to save them even if they couldn’t save themselves. watching the stranger , the man that was masked in shadows like it was his own uniform , she knew that he was in the dark. the darkness pulled him and god , padme had to bring him out. without understanding it , the lightsaber in his hand spoke volumes to how dangerous it was. everything screamed danger and yet , padme persisted. this time he raised his hand as if to choke the other , the red in his eyes so intense and she couldn’t watch anymore. ❛ hey , hey. ❜ she pleaded , stepping in front of him with no regard to herself. her hands , so pale and delicate compared to him , reached for his face and touched his cheeks gently. ❛ focus on my voice. please , let it guide you out. you don’t want to do this. ❜ his hand was still so threatening , but padme didn’t care. she just wanted him to come back ━━ no matter who he was , there was something that padme wanted to save.
there’s an odd feeling of kinship that veronica can’t help but feel when she sees caroline. though a couple years older than her , ravenette recognizes struggle to separate past and present in the eyes of others. so when eyes meet and smiles are exchanged , veronica takes it a step further as she walks through the crowd. ❝ caroline ! it’s been a minute , ❞ the curve of a crescent moon on lips as she offers the blonde the extra drink she’s holding , ❝ drink with me ? ❞
𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚 , better than anyone else that might approach her at this thing , and the girl was a dark haired mirror of herself. though younger and almost not as jaded as her , maybe she could take a couple hints from her. ❛ god , yes. gimme gimme. ❜ the elder of the two reached for the drink , bringing it to her lips quickly and took a small sip. there was a wince on the blonde's face , shaking her head after a second as it traveled down her throat. ❛ wow , i really don't drink anymore. that burns. ❜ shaking her head , caroline grinned at her. ❛ how's your night been ? i came like straight from work so i just got here like two seconds ago. ❜
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 far and wide , overcasting an already fractured mind - - tainted with nightmares of an inevitable doom , a voiceless cry for help , the realization of being alone whilst facing the end : and the nothingness that followed . a heavy weight for a mind to bear . not even the beer in jason’s hand , nor the relaxed & ever so elusive atmosphere was able to cloak the discomfort within - - up , at least , to the point when gaze found a rather familiar figure : one that would hardly fit the celebration . a half - smile was shaped against todd’s features as he walked to his friend . “ you’re here … now that’s what i call a surprise . is hell freezing over or what ?! ” ／ @luckblinded·
𝐭𝐢𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥 as he held out another bottle to his friend , the cooler next to him with drake scrawled on the side in permanent marker. it was easier for the younger of the two to bring his own beer , rather than face the anxiety of having to order from a bartender. tim ? always looking for an exit plan of any sort of situation to make him feel uncomfortable. ❛ yeah, the devil sent me here to say shut up and take the beer. ❜ his grin was close to shit-eating, shaking his head already a little full from the empty bottles beside him. ❛ so what ? no romantic partner to torment for the night so you picked me ? ❜ an eyebrow raised as tim took a drink , getting distracted for a moment as a ground of people danced past them loudly. for once — he loved being out.
yennefer had a sort of OLD WORLD VIBE to her, something that cirilla couldn’t really pin down if she tried. it was oddly comforting, in a way, as well. and much easier to think rather than the feeling of WHY DO I IDOLIZE SOMEONE MY OWN AGE ? that overwhelmed her in waves during moments they spent time together alone. she never brought it up, though, in fear of coming off as strange. it was easier to remain blissfully confused, instead. “oh, things have just been strange.” between waking up in her girlfriend’s ice cold apartment despite the temperatures as of late and the dreams she had, ciri’s mind was occupied. “i’ve been working a lot and i think it just shows. but, how about you, how have you been doing lately, yenn ?”
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. even though the nights lately have been filled with dreams that she couldn't understand , the feeling of pain going through her bones was all too familiar at this point , but it didn't need to be brought up. not tonight. but maybe , she could bring up something else. since the other woman seemed to be closed off , not in a harmful way , but just because she wasn't ready. yennefer understood that. ❛ you know, i was doing really well until.. ❜ the purple eyed woman paused , dropping down to her boots ( not proper beach attire ) , and pulled the dagger free. the jewels even sparkled in the dark. ❛ then i found a dagger under my pillow. which is strange because while i do own a gun for protection , i definitely have never purchased a dagger before. ❜ her hand extended towards the other , holding out the dagger as if ciri could make any sense of it either. though yenn was sure that they'd be both left in confusion , but at least the other could see the trust between them.
» 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐲. theia didn't know where to keep her eyes for too long as it goes from children to adults yelling when the sun goes down. with the straps of her heels hooked on her slender fingers on one hand and a wine glass in the other, she could feel herself actually enjoying this. huh , who knew she could do that ? the sand felt nicer between her toes as she realized how much wine she had that night. perfect , the goddess of magazines was getting drunk. on the beach , alone. maybe this was going to be her forever. tipping her head back , she drank the very last of her wine ( deep red like her lips ) when she saw him. war crackled around ares' head , anger and discomfort all wrapped in one , and theia wanted nothing more to crawl into his mind and understand. because , even if she was the way she was , there was something that wanted her to know him more. to make some sort of effort , ❛ army boy. ❜ she called out , waving in his direction. ❛ up for a walk ? ❜
don’t 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 with things you 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 be fucking with.
𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒
full name: hermes thoth
unknown name: herald of the gods
age: unknown true age / around twenty-four ... ish
occupation: grief counselor & bike messenger
traits: optimistic + sarcastic
song of choice: slow dancing in the dark by joji
𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐑 ?
to be honest? who the fuck knows. hermes is the type of dude that just comes into your life unexpectedly and loudly. he will make you happy, he will put everything into your friendship, and when you are done with him? he tends to disappear. it makes life kind of sad when you think about it. he puts everything, and i mean everything, into his relationships so when someone kinda gives up on effort.. he knows to disappear which he does easily. that means that a lot of people use him for what he provides to people. whether it be happiness or even sex. that’s just hermes life.
he also puts a lot into his job. being a grief counselor, he helps people reach the other side of grief when they’ve lost someone. but being that for a lot of people, he takes a lot of their grief on his shoulders. almost like he sucks it into himself and helps them live their lives happily again. it’s why he still kept his bike messenger job on the days that he doesn’t have appointments. that really just clears his minds from the dark memories that people put on him.
𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 ?
the anger is what confused him at first. hermes is rarely ever angry. but it was there, boiling at the back of his mouth like flames daring to come out. someone was poking around about something they didn’t need to be asking about. it was none of their business, hermes thought, they’d only cause trouble.
the threat comes out of his mouth easily still with his humor wrapped up in every word. but the anger, the fear almost, was still there burning at him. he has to protect her, he cannot let them look into it.
hermes truly is an idiot. he thinks that he had too much to drink or ate spicy food right before bed that gave him such a shitty dream. nothing more to think of it ! did i mention that he was stupid?
𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄 ?
the fact that hermes helps souls cross over is where i got the idea for the grief counselor
in a way, he helps the dead deal with their grief so that’s why he ends up being so good at his job
that’s part of his powers coming out
the other part is that well... even how dumb it sounds, he’s really fucking fast
his job as a bike messenger is held by the fact that he can deliver more than any other messenger in the city
the items that he found are: his pale cream toga & winged sandals
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