#I just don't want it to be Nothing yknow. Like if I go to the doctors and their like. Lol your fine it'll go away on its own like. Wahh

[awriternamedart]

"Hhharrggnnnnn…"

Hermes chuckled, letting his light feet touch the ground for the first time in what felt like eons.

"I know, I know boss! You can't be let off the hook either, its rare enough we get these chance encounters here, much less anywhere else!" The speed of his words had dropped ever so slightly. Even his worn chiton had seen better days, the wings on his head now folded and pressed up to his untamed hair. He had seen better days- they all had. Gods, niether of them even knew when they last crossed paths in the Crossroads, much less elsewhere. Hermes had his own duties to the Unseen, as did Charon- but still, both of them lingered for those few seconds.

"…yeah, I miss it to, boss." As if reading the chthonic god's mind, Hermes only chuckled, actually pausing long enough to enjoy the feeling of the grass for once. Hecate had insisted he linger- his clothes had gotten far to worn, and she had supposedly prepared him something. Charon knew, he perhaps had played a part in this scheme, but he was remaining stubborning quiet about the whole thing, quieter then normal! "Don't suppose you got somethin' new in stock there, my dear associate, that we can look through as we wait~?"

Charon just huffed, a low rumbling sound of amusement, dry and cracked. Both of them were worse for wear. Just a few years longer before Melinoe was old enough to be sent to the field, to her mission- but those years were to be spent in constant movement and prevention. Lest the worse happen.

Hermes was knocked out of his racing thoughts for a brief moment, cold gracing his cheek. It was a familiar gesture, dragging a soft laugh from worn cheeks. The circles under his eyes were certainly doing him no favors. Charon simply traced the line under his eye, brushing away the dirt stuck to his cheek.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were up to somethin. Yknow, boss, for someone so quiet, you can be awfully straightforward, makes me wonder why no ones ever really tryna talk to you! Well, besides my good ole coz, your a right fine guy!" Hermes found it enough to get a smile on his face- their affection was subtle, but not hidden. One was always stuck to his path, the other on the constant move. It was nothing either of them needed much time to think about. Crossing their paths so often just led to gentle partnership. Ease. Comfort. Trust. "…we just gotta wait, then itll all be back to normal."

Another word longer and he would have been whisked away by Hecate and Melinoe, both of them calling for Hermes from a ways away. Charon gestured for him to go, but the silent question for him to return before leaving didn't go unnoticed. Hermes gave him the best reassurance he could before he was pulled away and newly dressed- darker fabrics, more golden accents- fresh against his skin. It felt nice to get something new again, and it fit him well, something that made the god smile.

"Oh, Lord Hermes, it works so well! Charon was right to use these fabrics, I have no idea how he found them, thats for sure!" Melinoe clasped her hands together. Despite her young age, stress had already etched itself into her forehead- but it faded into something more childlike as she grinned. "Arachne will be so pleased to know it fits, though she doesn't exactly know its for an Olympian…"

"My lips are sealed, M." Hermes grinned, shouldering his new bag. It even had a little pocket, enchanted to the tee to have more space then it appeared, perfect for a little creature to take as home. Hecate handed him a small ribbon, helping him tie back what hair he had grown in his seemingly endless spy mission. "Thanks, mistress, real life saver the lot of you are!"

"It is our thanks to you, Hermes, for dedicating your time to this cause. Surely Olympus has questioned your continuous absence- we simply want to thank you for your time and effort." Hecate simply smiled before waving him off. "Now go, the boatman has been awaiting your arrival- he's your ride back to the Underworld for the next scouting rounds."

"Please do be careful, Lord Hermes." All the god could do was playfully tousle the young witch apprentice's hair, Melinoe gasping in surprise before Hermes zipped off to his counterpart, his rushed thanks the best they got as they watched him prepare to leave again.

"Now then, whatcha think, boss?" Hermes chuckled before settling into the boat with ease. He could only wave to the Crossroads before Charon pushed off, both of them knowing that time was of the essence.

But once the waving hands were out of sight, Charon paused them for a second, dragging Hermes attention back to him.

"C'mon, boss, we gotta move quickly~! You know better then I that moving as fast as possible is the best way we can get knowledge on whatevers going on downstairs-" His ceaseless rambling was paused for a second when Charon groaned, taking one of his armlets off. Most of his splendor in offerings of Obel was already stripped bare, the Boatman left nothing but his usual garb and whatever gold he could scrounge up and stockpile. He took no pleasure in it, as it wasn't Obel, but it was what he could make due with- which surprised Hermes. He was no god to part with his treasures and offerings. "Whatcha got there, boss?"

All he got in answer was for Charon to take his hands, sliding two of his own rings over Hermes' own fingers. The armlet was pressed into his hands for him to put on as he pleased, his touch lingering before he stood up to begin rowing yet again. Hermes could only stare in surprise, for once silent as he tried to process exactly what Charon had done.

To give recieved offerings of one god to another- it was nigh unheard of. But as he slid it on, feeling it settle into his skin, he could only chuckle and smile. Hermes was an Olympian, sure, but Charon was tied to the Underworld, to the River Styx herself and her sisters alike. And this was one way to certainly say that while in the Underworld, Hermes was under Charon's protection and watch.

"You know, if you just wanted to stake your claim, there were far easier ways, boss!"

Charon offered no answer to that, just another low gutteral groan with no percievable meaning. All Hermes could do was laugh and admire the delicate shine- they certainly were partners, in more ways then one.

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woe charmes be upon ye

or speedboat

professional associates

how do they have so many ship names

anyway my take on how hermes got the new fit and also charons missing rings and armlet-thing (i dont know what their called and its bloody midnight im not researching shit rn) reappearing on hermes

hades 2 has in fact taken me by the throat and thrown me into the pits of tartarus were back in the fucking building again

[spacekatdet]

Already seen victim blaming on xitter 👍 Lets not do that and lets leave the hermits alone. Make up your own minds on if you should support Iskall. But I feel like if one of his VH team members leaving for differing morals, the hermits going back 6 plus years to remove him from thumbnails and titles, and removing him from the site and merch should be enough Doc even said they can't talk about it which could mean anything, including something legal. Mumbo said there were no minors invovled but doesn't mean others weren't since there ARE victims Just leave the hermits be, and let the victims decide if they want to come out. And stop victim blaming lmao

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[papakhan]

It always comes back to me but I think about the Probably Not Intentional by the Devs implications that Papa Khan has depression and can be very rapidly convinced to kill himself like. All the time.

[anaalnathrakhs]

my parents aren't abusive in any way, but living with them is like... letting your kid cousin play with a prized collection, gritting your teeth and hoping for them to be done with it soon, knowing any second something could be broken, and anyway you'll have to put the whole thing back together right afterwards. and like the kid cousin, you gotta not necessarily keep an eye on them, but always be on call, thinking about WHAT the kid might be doing and WHERE they are, so you don't make them feel too unsuported or unheard

[trans-yllz]

does anybody have any advice on seeking a diagnosis for chronic fatigue or just like. a chronic illness in general? I don't know how to bring up something specific like that w my doctor without like... seeming like I'm trying to diagnose myself and being dismissed

[donttouchtheneednoggle]

shout out to thomas from ghosts for yoinking me out of a panic attack before it could really get going

[arolesbianism]

So I may or may not have spent a good chunk of my day trying to learn how to look into onis code and while I may not have yet succeeded I will likely keep fucking around with shit tomorrow and if I manage to succeed it'll spell great doom for my sanity as oni becomes the interest I've officially poured the most effort into analyzing

[luvsavos]

pain is temporary shara brainrot is eternal

[unproduciblesmackdown]

costume design, set mockup, and rehearsal photos from this guide to the show that's like really thorough in providing Context like, mini articles about the creators of the original movie, musical, and movie musical, about other versions of productions, the history, quotes of other commentary, interview quotes, context of other / preexisting genres like b movies, faustian stories, "what if a plant was weird" stories, glossary of terms (such as references that may generally be less obscure if you were in the '60s, e.g.), suggested further reading....haven't read it top to bottom but i think it's fantastic, link to the pdf as post source

[cosmik-homo]

Lying in bed crying about Alfred's fucked up identity situation

[barbatos-sama]

anthony trying to catch glenn up to speed with all manner of bullshit that's happened in illumine and he's ranting and raving and trying to frame himself as a victim and he mentions auggie "spending all his savings on frivolous bullshit" and when he finally meets auggie again she is A Woman Now and he's like "oh That was the frivolous bullshit"

[anothermonikan]

Cannot beleive I have to be on a semi-diet for my own wellbeing. What do you mean actually I can't just eat whatever I want forever and be fine </3

[aromanticasterisms]

man. i was not at all looking forward to the saurian mechanics in natlan, and i've been proved correct for the most part -- the ground saurians feel like such a downgrade from the travel mechanics we've seen in the past [we all at this point have gotten used to climbing things with character skills, also kachina is free + the sumeru and chenyu vale exploration was a lot smoother]

HOWEVER. i do love the koholasaurs way more than expected. perhaps, dare i say it, even more than the waverider. they blend fun and function way better than the other two. they are so shaped. little creatures. i can do a flip

[arolesbianism]

Having realizations while looking through some of the newer logs again