could i request hermes headcanons with a male lover?
of course! sorry if not the best, just the concept of hermes taking one of apollos followers ๐ฉ
THAT BOY IS MINE
ship: hermes x male!apollo devotee!reader
warnings: non-explicit
word count: 861
a/n: my first male reader request hehhehe; i lowkey wanna make a full one-shot..
Trickster god Hermes, who first noticed you during one of Apollo's grand performances, as you stood in the crowd, bright laughter escaping your lips.
He didn't think much of it until he saw how you looked at Apolloโadmiration clear in your eyesโand suddenly, the idea of getting your attention and challenging your admiration for Apollo was too irresistible for him to pass up.
Trickster god Hermes, who slips beside you during festivals, the kind of presence that catches you off guard.
He'd grin, that troublemaker smile of his, leaning in to whisper something sly about Apollo's radiance. "You think he's the only god worthy of your gaze?" he'd murmur, his eyes glinting with mischief as your cheeks warmed under his gaze.
Trickster god Hermes, who made sure you couldn't ignore him.
At first, it was harmless jokes, a teasing smile from across the temple grounds, or a comment as he materialized at your side, seemingly out of nowhere. But soon, he was there more often, lingering in your shadow. He loved the way you stiffened when he appeared, as if he had found a crack in your composureโand he intended to widen it.
Trickster god Hermes, who brushed his fingers against yours when you were organizing offerings in Apollo's temple, just to see the way you startled, your eyes meeting his in confusion.
He grinned, his voice dropping to a near whisper, "How devoted you are makes me envious, little muse. Would you give the same amount of devotion to me?" His words held a challenge, and for a moment, you wondered if there was more than jest in his eyes.
Trickster god Hermes, who knew how to make life an adventure, began slipping into your routines with ease.
He whisked you away from your duties, convincing you to join him on escapades across hills, through rivers, and into places you were not supposed to go. He showed you joy beyond Apolloโs measured perfectionโthe kind found in laughter that left you breathless, in the thrill of racing the wind, in moments stolen away just for yourselves. He made the divine feel real, imperfect, and you couldn't help but love that.
Trickster god Hermes, who was unpredictable, daring, and somehow made you feel seen.
He didn't look at you as merely another worshipper. He looked at you as someone he wanted. It unsettled you, the way he lingered too close, the intensity of his gaze following you as if you were the only one that mattered in a room full of people.
Trickster god Hermes, who found you alone in a grove, your shoulders slumped in loneliness as Apollo was too busy for you.
Instead of his usual antics, Hermes simply sat beside you, his shoulder brushing yours. He didn't say anythingโhe was just thereโand for once, his presence wasnโt meant to charm or impress; it was just... real. It was the first time you saw something other than playful mischief in his eyesโit was care, and it unraveled something inside you.
Trickster god Hermes, who watched you with a longing that was hard to ignore.
He'd catch you glancing at Apollo from a distance, and his jaw would tense, that smile dropping for a heartbeat before it returned, sharper. He'd then make his presence knownโhis fingers skimming your waist, or his lips brushing your ear as he whispered something that made your pulse quicken. You were never just a follower to him, and he needed you to understand that.
Trickster god Hermes, who, for all his confidence, had waited for you to come to him.
He bided his time and made sure you knew he was always there. He listened when you spoke, his gaze never leaving your face, as though everything you said was the most important thing in the world. It wasn't Apollo's grandness, but it was realโand you found yourself seeking out Hermes more and more, your heart pulling toward the trickster who seemed to understand you in ways others didn't.
Trickster god Hermes, who watched with a soft smile the day you gave in.
When you leaned in to kiss him, he wrapped his arms around you as you kissed him, his lips curving against yours, the playful grin giving way to something deeper. Hermes held you close, as if you were the greatest treasure he had ever stolen, and he had no intention of letting go.
Trickster god Hermes, who made no secret of your connection afterward.
He'd drape himself over you in the presence of Apollo, his arm snug around your waist, whispering something teasingly possessive just loud enough for the sun god to hear with a knowing grin, as if to say, "He's mine now." There was no malice in it, only prideโpride that he had managed to steal your heart and that you had given it willingly.
Trickster god Hermes, who stole your heart in the most unexpected way, not by charm alone but through his laughter, his warmth, and his genuine affection.
He saw you not as someone worshipping from the shadows but as someone deserving of the spotlight, deserving of a love that was wild and unrestrained, just like the wind.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
โ Live Streamingโ Interactive Chatโ Private Showsโ HD Qualityโ Free Actions
Free to watch โข No registration required โข HD streaming
