Heroes Of Olympus Memes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

I looked up at Alfred. He couldn’t meet my eyes. “Well,” I said. “This is bad.” Nathan let out a bitter laugh, sharp and humorless. “Bad? This is fucking humiliating. Do you know what people are saying? Do you know what my friends are doing right now? They’re making memes. Memes, Mom. Of my dad in bed with some random woman. They’re sending them to me. They’re tagging me in them. They’re laughing.” “Nathan…” Alfred started.

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

Until— “…Ethan is sooo brave! I wish I could’ve seen him fight the wolf!” That voice rang out clearly from the table beside them. A group of girls were huddled over their phones, giggling, showing each other posts and photoshopped images of Ethan in all kinds of heroic poses. “Oh my God, did you see the meme? Someone put his face on a gladiator.” “I woul faint if he even looked at me.” “He’s so mysterious… like he’s carrying a burden or something. That brooding look.” Graham groaned. “I’m gonna be sick.”

“Oh, really? Then why don’t you take a look at this?” I caught the phone before it slid off the edge of the table, my fingers brushing the cool glass screen. The post was a scathing thread, complete with memes mocking our new logo and hashtags like #EpicFail and #OutOfTouch. I scanned the comments, hundreds of them, piling on with gleeful vitriol. It was worse than I’d realized, but I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing. The audacity of these keyboard warriors was almost comical. Instead, I widened my eyes, feigning shock as if this was my first time hearing and seeing the comments.

#BlackwoodMeltdown was number five. The videos were everywhere. Dozens of angles of my screaming, my collapse, my desperate pleas to be left alone. And the comments... God, the comments were vicious. "She's literally insane lol" "Someone needs to get this girl some serious help" "When you're so desperate for attention you fake a breakdown " "Maya Blackwood is the poster child for what happens when you give damaged girls too much attention" The memes had already started. Screenshots of my face mid-scream with captions like "When you realize you have to take responsibility for your actions" and "POV: You're not the main character anymore."