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Books are expensive, Hermes thinks learning about your religion should be free.
They're just the basics and only a few, but feel free to ask me to add anything and I'll try my best!
A most confounding feeling has washed over me; I wish I could look in the mirror and find a stranger, unburdened by the accumulated sorrows and troubles of this life. I wanted to be unsettled, free from these chains, and eager to be led to a distant land and give birth to myself to have a fresh start.
I want to be an unseen face in the crowd, watching as people pass me by, filled with the giddiness and melancholia of witnessing life but not understanding or knowing it.
I want to be lost. I want to be free. I want to be guided.
I want to stop the endless noise in my head that fills me with dread.
I want to be a nameless wanderer, wandering and wondering, flying free with all the consequences of freedom entailing, such as wonderlust and loneliness.
He is lonely too, is he not? Always on the run, going place to place, meeting people and bidding them adieu in the same breath.
Yet, it is thrilling and fulfilling nonetheless, isn't it?
I wish for companionship on such lonely roads.
I wish for the eternal guide to hold my hand and squeeze it, telling me all will be fine.
I wish for a friend to teach me to bask in the sanctity of loneliness and being unknown and being fresh.
I wish for many thing, but there is one wish I hope for the most.
I wish for guidance in this vast, scary world.
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He of the lucky coins,
He of the serendipitous blessings,
He of the joyous fortunes,
May I continue to find balance in even the most tumultuous of moments,
May I continue to seek the good to overcome the bad,
May I continue to prosper even in my darkest hours.
Cow: *literally just existing* Me and Hermes pointing at it at the same time: c o w Bonus Hermes: This reminds me about the time I achieved godhood by stealing Apollo's cattle. Me: Hermes, no, this is the 7th time- Hermes: See, it all started when I was just a mere infant child in a cave-
(using a coinflip to determine answers, heads = yes, tails = no)
Me: Uh...should I be afraid of you...?
Hermes: *serious* Yes.
Me: *nervous* Wait, what- really?
Hermes: Haha, no! *laughs*
Me: *realizing I have been pranked by god*
Οιοπολος - Oiopolos, Sheep-Tending/Shepherd The shepherd plucked the lamb away from the den of wolves, walking away whilst the lamb bleated in fear, for it would be leaving the familiar coldness and lupine threats. "Where are you taking me, shepherd?" The lamb asked. "I'm taking you home." The shepherd replied, "I'm taking you away from that saddening situation." "But what if I get lost?" The lamb asked, hesitation pulling at its downy wool. "You were always lost, but it's alright." The young man smiled, as gentle as the breeze, "Now, you are found. That place wasn't home. It was only a house, see. There's a difference. You belong somewhere else. Not amongst snapping jaws and razor claws." The lamb followed close, basking in his warmth. It's strange. Though the fear of the unknown lingers in its heart, the thrill of freedom is undeniable. "Come with me, and have no worries." He held his hand out, a guide to an aimless wanderer, "Let me show you what it's like to go home, little lost lamb."
Hermes,
Pompaios,
Guide for all,
As I hold out a hand for you,
I hope you will take it,
And together in good grace,
Walk along the strange, winding road ahead. Going through life,
Is not as frightening when done with a friend,
And I feel confident in saying,
You are my friend,
Keep my heart calm,
Grant me equanimity in the face of tumultuous storms,
Be my guide, friend and fellow traveler.
In misty meadows,
A shepherd walks,
Surrounded by sheep,
In despaired need,
Past mellow mountains,
And melancholic fields,
A newcomer joins,
Downy and grey,
In his arms,
A little lamb,
In his arms,
A lonely lamb,
In his arms,
A lovely lamb,
Much thanks to,
Merciful, patient pompaios.
the gods sure are hard to please, yet these particular mortals have their interest.
ft. eijiro k., hanta s., izuku m., katsuki b., kaminari d., tenya i.
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Kratos smiles down on Eijiro and his persistence on being better, stronger. But not just for his own benefit, no. Eijiro seems to always push himself to the limit or even beyond just to improve himself so that he could help those around him. His ambition of being someone who can help others strikes Kratos’ interest. It’s not often the cruel and gruesome god sees someone using their strengths for something… beneficial. Sure, strength and murder? Expected, common even. But strength and kindness? Now that’s something he’s new to.
Hanta’s bright smile shone through the clouds to reach Dionysus’ eyes. He loved seeing his wide grin, it’s as if this human was made in his image, for his eyes to see. A laughter so loud it echoed in his ears like a melody. Hanta’s tendency to always crack jokes and the way he yearns to hear people laugh tugs all the right strings in Dionysus’ heart. How could he not? The mortal is the epitome of fun and madness, laughter and sorrow, all combined into the perfect mixture of lawful chaos.
Hera is tough, but her walls crept down for Izuku. The mortal devotes himself to the core. From the moment he cried himself to sleep for not having any specialties, till the moment he throws himself to danger in slivers of hope of saving his friend, she witnessed it all, and she smiled. Such a loyal boy, Athena had missed her chance in not favoring him simply because he looked weak. Look at him now! And even in all his glorious strength now, he still devotes himself to train, and better yet? That chin of his is always kept down, and his hands are always open for those in need.
Katsuki always had Ares’ name written all upon him, yet Athena saw him first. Fists and scowls were what Katsuki was, yet the goddess saw past that—she saw his ambitions. Beyond that fury and his burning eyes, Katsuki’s goal was to become what Athena exactly searched for; a warrior. Someone who aims for nothing but the best, and she basks in that. He does not stop for anyone, doesn’t give a second thought to act. Although some will view him as reckless, Athena’s eyes see consistency and certainty, and that’s exactly what she needs.
Thunder might be what Kaminari brings, but his name is not called upon Zeus’ lips. The boy strikes a chord in Hermes’ smile. The god swears he sees himself in the mortal, always jumping from place to place, with all topics to speak of on his tongue, as if he himself was the god of messenger. Hermes lives for chatterboxes—those people who exist and people shall smile, and not just that, he lives for someone who will always be there for everyone, in joyous celebrations or quiet mourns; and Kaminari ticks those boxes and more on his list.
From the moment Themis laid her eyes on Tenya, she knew the boy pleads for justice in his very breath. His whole existence was built by himself upon order and equality, even his motivation to become a hero was to bring justice to his brother’s name. Justice does not caress the heart, yet it brings satisfaction to those who have lost. Themis’ lips curled into a smile as the mortal who so badly upheld his reputation of being someone who shall avoid violence at all cost. And yet, when grief sliced his tongue like a bastard, he did not scream for mercy—he called for justice, for her.
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a/n : might do more of these later cs theyre so FUUNN hehehhee
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santa fe from newsies is a luke castellan song in this essay i will
Phillipa Soo as May Castellan!!! She would be perfect for the role of the mother of Luke Castellan!!!
Be careful at the store if you take a god like Hermes with you.
I need more interactions of this two
I know a stage version would probably be sung-through but what if there was dialogue? A possible scene between "Wouldn't You Like" and "Done For"
Odysseus: peepaws i think is time for your meds
Drawing for keychain and omg
I use this sound for alarm and damn, THIS IS THE SILLIEST THING I'VE EVER MADE
My favorite professional associates, they consume all my thoughts. As a side note, I've played so much of the early access for Hades 2 that I've exhausted all their dialog and they just give me default phases now ;.;
Percy: Ummm, about Luke...
Hermes: So you weren't able to talk sense into him?
Percy: Well... we kinda tried to kill each other in a duel to death...
Hermes: I see, you tried the diplomatic approach.
I rarely do traditional art anymore if it’s not just random doodles but i finished Epic the musical tonight and was sobbing for too long to not draw my fav little twink Hermes. This is specifically @laritamiauu version of hermes because i just loved everything they animated for this musical. Credits to them for the character design it is not my original idea at all!!
Who will be Hermes???
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IF ANYONE MAKES SOME EPIC THE MUSICAL X AVENGERS ASSEMBLE I HAVE ONE REQUEST!
Hawkeye as Hermes ☺️
Like I can picture AA Hawkeye in the vents just singing "wouldn't you like" and/or "dangerous"!
Some EPIC doodles but with very low quality.
Elpenor in therapy, talking about how he died and nobody noticed or cared.
Perimedes in therapy talking about how he doesn’t love anybody (lies) and ‘can’t fail if he doesn’t try’.
They’re gay your honor i am the boat ‼️
Pretty Themis.
Find the imposter
More doodles
Lol i love god siblings