I'm gonna go to bed so here's all of the sleep deprived writing I've done for part 3
(Under the cut just incase you wanna wait or smt)
A small sob escapes their throat, which makes it harder to hold back the tears that burn in their eyes. They hated it. They hated it so much. Ve wouldn't even look at them. Not a single glance. Not even now, when they were on the verge of breaking down into incoherent sobs. They knew why ve hated them. Like they said, they would feel the same.
It didn't make it hurt any less.
They weren't sure why it felt like this. Like they'd been hit where it hurt most. Maybe they expected ver to get along with them. Accept them. They were the same person, after all. From wildly different timelines, yes, but they still had the same name.
They quickly realized that this was a stupid thought. The problem was that ve had witnessed a war that was caused by the very thing that possessed them. The thing that had killed all of ver siblings and verself at one point was in them, and it was painfully clear. With the eyes and the patterns, it wasn't like they could hide it. Although now they wished that they'd tried.
Nothing could change either of these things. They knew that, of course, but it didn't help in the slightest. When ve was around the others, ve smiled and laughed a little. Ve was nice and even joked around sometimes, like everything was as it should be.
But as soon as they entered the room, ve wasn't like that. Ve got a certain look on ver face (one that they absolutely hated, because it was one that they couldn't decipher) and left the room. Occasionally ve would stay, but their presence would be completely ignored no matter how hard they tried.
They regretted addressing this. They should've kept their thoughts as internal ones and not external ones, but it was too late for that now. They knew this wouldn't change anything because when they looked over, the second they spoke, ve had that expression on ver face again. Still refusing to look at them.
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The fanfiction writer curse is real and it got me. Remember the long fic which was supposed to have a chapter out each Saturday? And how it hasn't had a chapter out for 2 weeks now? WELL, I GOT SICK, ALMOST ENDED UP IN THE HOSPITAL, got better, wrote another 3000 words (although this is a big chapter so it's not finished yet), AND THEN ALMOST GOT IN A CAR ACCIDENT??? AND THEN GOT SICK AGAIN?????
it's coming for me.
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I think my biggest problem with RR is that I love the idea he has but not the execution.
Like, nice ADHD guy who uses humor as a coping mechanism. Nice, war between Greeks and Romans. Nice, Poseidon and Athena children couple. Nice, gender fluid badass character. Nice,
Then you realize the ADHD guy doesn't get much deeper than that. That, the war was caused by some flat ass character with no personality aside from killing panda plushies and superiority complex. That the A and P's relationship was kinda forced and toxic. That the said badass character is only gender fluid bc of her mom.
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