#thegodsstarter

[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.”

[worstnemesis]

open | ??? & nemesis

Without so much as a thought to the mortal form she had been cursed to, despite her best efforts to forget it on good days, sitting at a bar with drink after drink after drink in her system, the small woman had clearly bitten off more than she could chew, so to speak. In a time before, this wouldn’t have been anything but an afterthought, pale ale paling in comparison to the nectar of the gods, and yet now she should have expected a different reaction without the immunity of protective goddess status. Another cocktail in hand, she looked around the place, surrounded by mortals whom only annoyed her more, before the familiar face focused in through the blurred vision of hers, whether they knew who she was or not didn’t matter, as she flagged them down. “Hey! You—yeah, come here!”

[thehoundof]

I Need A Gangster || Ceberus&Open

         Cerberus’ fist collided with a man’s face outside of Hades club. From the wet stains on his knees she had obviously dragged him out of the place and was now keeping him on the cobbled sidewalk to work over. It wasn’t exactly good for business for her to be doing this but this wasn’t a work issue, this was an idiot guy who thought he could be grabbing people’s wallets in the club - obviously unaware of the kind of person who owned it. “you don’t fucking come back here,” Cerberus said, knocking him in the face again and feeling blood on her knuckles from the mortal bones in his face caving in. 

          Only when he collapsed to the ground did Cerberus look up, catching a collective of people looking at her, some waiting to get in and other’s passing by. “Do you want something? Got an opinion?” she asked to no specific person.

[rageunturned]

it’s a quiet night, the street is as empty as it can be and their steps echo  — 1 - 2 - 3, 1 - 2 - 3  — the water splashing under their feet after the long period of rain.

but this was the moment after the rain, the silence that still lingers and the sound of droplets hitting the pavement was but a fading memory. and memory was something Chason was never quite good at. memories always seemed to slip from them so easily, sometimes replaced with horrid terrors of pure darkness and screams and pain and —

they take a deep breath and continue on their aimless journey through the streets for a while.

when they finally stumble upon another person, they stare at them for a moment.

“can i pass?” they ask. “it’s a little late to block the road like that.”

[ofmoxie]

It had been an exceptionally busy night for a week day. A combination of low staffing and high demand serving to keep Gia busy for the majority of her shift -- Yet the late night lull had come as quickly as the unexplained evening rush had started. An interval she was thankful for, finally able to dry up some of the wine glasses that had accumulated behind the bar as her attention shifted to someone taking up residency on one of the stools. “You look pretty lost in your own world there, can I get you a drink to go with all that brooding?”

[psyche-in-love]

“is this seat open?” anastasia pointed to the bar stool next to them, promptly taking it for herself. “seems like it took forever to even find an open spot around here.”

[gorgonofstone]

“You recognise me? I mean, that’s very flattering, do you follow me on Insta? Or did we meet on a shoot? I can’t say I recognise you, I’m sorry.” Medusa was lying. She recognised the former immortal, but she would not say so. Plenty of them had forgotten their past lives, and while she was cursed to remember rather than forget, it made for an excellent cover story.