#{ chat; }

[luckyhermes]

“go away hermes, i’m busy hermes, stop trying to call on me, hermes,” the god scoffed as he grabbed another drink. “do they really think i enjoy working while everyone else gets to dance and parade around? fuck i need something stronger.”

[egontheterror]

“what exactly is the point of all of this? to flaunt extravagance? please,” he scoffed, straightening out his sleeves. “i don’t know about you but i think i should make this night interesting.”

[sephofspring]

“at least my mother isn’t here to sit next to me,” seph sighed as she placed her name card back on the table. “knowing zara though, i bet she’s at the head of the table.. but did she put hera next to herself.” the goddess looked around before sneaking around the tables, trying to notice who was sat next to one another.

[psyche-in-love]

“oh i love a good party!” anastasia mused, looking around the room and all the artistry. “i’m surprised to see you here though. i feel like i’ve run into you once and now i’m seeing you everywhere.”

[bang-mingyu]

location: downtown

who: @asteriastarters​

Mingyu found himself sitting down on the bench that had been readily available for someone to sit and it being his day of, Mingyu had decided that he was going to take full advantage of said spot. Especially since no one else was around the particular area he was in... yet. Mingyu had his sketchbook and a pencil in hand, bag sitting by his side as he let it sit open. A coffee perched on the arm rest of the bench next to him as he began to draw the scene around him. Landscape art was not exactly his favorite to do, but his teachers had always told him that he had to keep his skills strong and doing the kind of art he didn’t want to do would only prove to strengthen them. He was so concentrated that he didn’t realize his bag was most definitely in the way, making it impossible for someone to sit down until he saw a pair of feet over the top of his sketchbook, causing his to glance up. “Oh-- shoot-- I’m so sorry..” He said in his thick, Korean accent and quickly moved his bag. “I’m so sorry... I should be much more conscious of what I am doing...”

[hq-vbc]

ngl im actually scared of oikawa,,,he legit wanted to hit his junior bcs he was better than him like brO whAt im no doctor but tHAT is the definitely nOT a healthy reaction and mental space ⊙﹏⊙

okay listen oikawa was prolly 14-15 years old around the time he tried to hit kageyama

keep in mind that he was vv exhausted and stressed bc he tried to surpass his junior to whom he felt inferior. he realized way too soon that he could never be as good as kags no matter how hard he tries

and when kageyama casually walked up to oikawa and asked him to teach him a jump serve (?), something snapped in oikawa’s mind. he must have thought that kags was trying to mock him in some way bc oikawa is trying his best to become better but someone like kageyama would put all the time oikawa practied to naught.

imagine how stressed you must be that no matter how much time you put into something, someone else will be able to surpass you in no time with less effort than you. obviously, what oikawa tried was not okay but he was only fifteen and constantly seeking ways to be one step ahead of kageyama

plus, his face when he realized what he was about to do:

[calscott]

     Esgueirou-se por entre os corpos do ambiente onde o som tocava alto, ambas mãos ocupadas com bebidas, apenas parou ao ver @dahliahendriks e colocar-se ao lado da amiga, oferecendo um dos copos. “Peguei o que você pediu.” Tomou um gole da sua cerveja e observou a festa que acontecia, antes de comentar em diversão. “Pronta pra ficar bêbada e não lembrar de nada amanhã?” Afinal, assim que os dois juntavam-se, era o que costumava acontecer.