ToG Men

Fanfic

By: Lidi999 SPOILERS FOR BLOOD OF OLYMPUS.

Some Years Later

    After the war ended, time seemed to speed up. Annabeth and Percy went off to college together coming home on breaks to camp where their friends were always waiting.

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Torn between Doraelin and Rowaelin, does anyone feel me?

"Standards: A Slam Poem"

“Standards: A Slam Poem” In third grade I sat wondering, “Aren’t your parents supposed to love you?” After yelling at me for receiving a 99%, I sat heartbrokenly crying at the piano, incoherently sobbing while you just sat right next me engrossed in your own little world staring at a computer screen, not noticing your sobbing daughter. Your daughter. The one you call stupid selfish greedy idiotic senseless worthless and every other insult you can possibly muster from that pea sized brain of yours. You have a PhD, not an understanding of human emotion or limitation. You set standards so high that they are more than impossible to reach. Every time I get even remotely close those expectations are heightened beyond belief. It feels like I’m in a desert and finally achieving your expectations is just a mirage. I climb life like a rope hoping to see that bell but it just keeps fading, climbing twice as fast. I’m overwhelmed, stressed, and unhappy. I can’t recall the last time I have been happy, if I’ve ever known what that feels like to begin with. I do not know the feeling of feeling appreciation. I do not recall that last time you expressed pride in me because it has never happened. A few words can send me flying teetering free-falling off of the edge holding in tears while you sit by completely unaware. After spending hours pouring over a thirteen page essay I’ve asked you to read multiple times, you finally did so when I got the grade back… three months later. Shocked, you said, “This is actually good.” “Actually?” Hours upon hours poured into an assignment that some people failed, returning home with a 98%. But even so you looked at the rubric and told me, “2.5 out of 3 for this section? This is unacceptable” There were 150 points possible by the way. Are you asking me to achieve perfection? The impossibility of flawlessness? I don’t know what to say I don’t know what to do I don’t know what to give I don’t know how to try. Even as I tell myself not to, I succumb to what you want. I stretch myself thin worry myself to an early grave and I am weak. I am weak in the fact that I give in. I am weak in the fact that despite my straining vocal cords and my pulled taut muscles I am your slave, your doll. I look at my reflection in the mirror and tell myself that I am strong, but I still bend to your will. You’re living vicariously through me, forcing me to do and accomplish all that you had failed to do in your youth. You feel revived in me making a carbon copy of yourself and thinking that you are making a great contribution to the world. What you have yet to realize is that I will never be like you. When I see traces of you in me, I think of myself as nothing but a monster. You have allowed me, forced me to let letters and numbers define me. You say that you do absolutely everything for me but you only truly care for yourself. I’m barely clinging onto life here on my side of things and yet you still push. You push and push and force. Every time I attempt to bring up your faults, you turn them back onto me. Yet when you complain about my faults, you fail to realize that they are yours too. For a one that claims to know science, you don’t seem to understand simple genetics. Maybe you gave me my skills for acting. I fake like no other, constantly living a play. With a mask of content on my face and a smile plastered to my lips, I wipe away my sadness and I diminish the darkness in my eyes. I act around you and I fool you all… I’m almost good enough to fool myself into believing that I am happy, that I am satisfied with my life. The one person the one friend that understood what I’m going through has found her happiness leaving me lonelier than before which I never thought possible. Surrounded by people everywhere we go and yet I am so isolated and so closed off from the world. Am I shutting myself in, or are you shutting me out? I for one do know that you would love it if I stayed home every day holed up in my room, studying. After all, Harvard is for those who strive hard enough. Harvard! Harvard is a dream you built for me forced onto me, and yet if I bring it up, you say, “As if someone like you can get into Harvard.” Ever since I was two, you have pummeled drummed into my head that I am to go to Harvard and make the family proud. Yet here you are crushing under your foot a dream that I am not even sure that I want. This is because I don’t know what I want! How can I know what I want when I don’t even know who I am? I have no clue who I am. You have made me play pretend for so long that I no longer remember the girl I used to be, if I were any different before to begin with. I aimlessly wander about, unsure of every decision I make unsure of every action I execute. Congratulations on making me second guess myself and regret my life. Good job making your daughter a numb brainless drone. Your standards your expectations are like shackles, weighing me down and chaining me to a life I no longer wish to live. Every fiber of my being is shrieking at myself, scolding myself, telling myself to not give in to your standards. Tonight, as well as all of the others, I shall cry myself to sleep. I will mourn for the girl that grew up too fast, that lost herself before she found herself. Yet tomorrow morning and with every other passing day, I will be back to the automaton, living for you, but not for me.

Yesssss

I was Going through the blood of Olympus tag and I couldn’t help wondering about •Percy and Annabeth going to prom •Percy and Annabeth’s college adventures •Nico and Hazel bonding •Nico comforting Reyna when she’s sad and/or stressed. •Leo and Calypso in general •Solangelo •Percy and Jason shenanigans •Will and nico •Nico participating in camp activies • S O L A N G E L O

Ily

Happy 25th Birthday Dylan O’Brien (Born 26, August 1991).

Fan: Bellamy’s going to be so protective of Clarke. Bob: Yeah, maybe..it’s gonna be a good season Bob: This year is going to be rough for you guys, but the ending… Bob: [They will be] very raw versions of themselves and intense. Eliza: I think I can safely say turbulent. Eliza: The Bellarke reunion is her favorite..very emotional with tears everywhere Bob: a Bellamy/Clarke scene was the best his done in his career…were no dry eyes on set and was really intense Eliza: Bellamy and Clarke’s relationship has it’s ups and downs Bob: It’s intense Eliza: Bellarke is one of her favorite relationships this season

Okay I’m usually not one of those “ha I’ve been a fan the whole damn time” people but I can honestly say that being a Sansa fan since s1 has been so damn rewarding as the seasons go on. 

Like obviously the writing isn’t great towards her (or any female really lbr) but what they give to her for successes are so satisfying. Sansa was criticized and hated for being too whiny, defenseless, too weak and ultimately too important. And yet, this “unimportant” character? 

Sansa gets to say the long-awaited “winter is here” line. Sansa gets to kill off Ramsay, arguably the worst villain since Joffrey. Sansa gets to rule Winterfell in season 7. Sansa is the first Stark sibling to get the initial reunion scene with another Starkling - all three times. 

It’s been years in the making and it sure as hell hasn’t been perfect but seeing Sansa get to do these iconic things after people have been calling her useless is the greatest payoff e v e r. 

Thank you! Its in words!

http://apophisoffandoms.tumblr.com/post/99981238132/someone-asked-me-the-other-day-why-people-make

Someone asked me the other day why people make such deep connections to TV shows or books movies. And I didn’t really have a good answer until now. I think that its because they are our escape, they motivate us, and they give us something to believe in.

Another reason I came up with is that...

i’m gonna put it this way: bellamy has realized his feelings for clarke. fact. but he feels like he’s betraying e/cho, so to compensate for that, he’s pushing clarke away w his words. he needs that emotional distance because he doesn’t want to be tempted, and let’s be real, bellamy blake is as honorable as men get. even as he tries to push clarke away w his words, he’s still keeping her close by doing things he otherwise wouldn’t. he can’t stand to lose clarke, even though he’s trying so hard to push her away. this is the angst that i came for. this is the bellarke that i love, and i’m so ready for them to talk this shit out in the last two episodes of the season. it’s confirmed that bellamy and clarke end on good terms this season, so i have so much faith. tbh, i don’t think we’ll get an admission of feelings to each other in the next four episodes, but i so see one of them canonically confirming feelings for the other to someone else (even though that’s lowkey already happened). anyway, moral of the story, bellamy said that shit abt family because he’s afraid of losing the people who kept him sane up in the ring while he was mourning clarke. he also is hella honorable to his gf. SIDENOTE: anyone else think that he’s pushing clarke away because he can’t handle losing her again? especially now that feelings are legitimately involved. so he pushes her away so that he can’t be hurt again, but does everything to save her bc he CAN’T lose her

Okay, final verdict:

John Ambrose > Peter Kavinsky

BUT

Lara Jean + Peter Kavinsky > Lara Jean + John Ambrose