#i am a LITERARY GENIUS

[talictries]

interviewer after sprint (naomi): wow congrats p2, how are you feeling about such a high-scoring position?

oscar: well i would say it's a first podium but... i don't really know what this is... so - uh - first top three position at a kinda race thingy?

THIS MAN IS SO FCKN FUNNY LMAOOOOO

#f1 #formula one #talic.f1.live.tweets #oscar being honest p2 #omg p2 like second place but also PART 2 #i am a literary genius

[blackkat15]

In my character notes I have for Michael Afton:

Isn’t exactly thrilled his little sister scooped out his organs and wore him as a skin suit.

#kat says stuff #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #michael afton #I am a literary genius

[transmasc-wizard]

oh my god mack LITERALLY wears rose-tinted glasses

#im a literary genius #nicola.txt #mack #wip val saintly #mack's entire schtick is that they refuse to probe into the idea that they're allowed to have a single negative emotion ever #and they wear their glasses which are part of their hehe funnyman act and i've already established that #the glasses get scraped then fractured then SHATTERED as Mack learns they can't run from their pain #but. BUT. the glasses break the exact moment Mack realizes this is not even remotely a game and they can't fucking play it as one #and. the glasses are pink. their entire perspective is told in pink bc they never remove the glasses #and the glasses SHATTER bringing all the real colour into the world... at the same time Mack realizes he can't run anymore. #i am a LITERARY GENIUS

[chickkickins]

I was talking to my sister about my notes for this fic and I found this gem

#fire emblem #fire emblem engage #Louis/Boucheron #fanfic #i am a literary genius #man I forgot to even mention the muscle ripples in that chapter

[katherinemckay]

happy wicked day i am celebrating by hard launching this 50 slide analysis essay i made entirely for fun this summer looking critically at elphaba and glinda's dynamic from both a literary analysis and queer perspective. i feel like there's a target audience for this out there somewhere

#this was entirely done for funsies so if u actually read this pls Be Nice #i am not claiming to be a literary/theatre genius i just had a hyperfixation and a lot of time on my hands #gelphie #wicked #wicked analysis #gelphie powerpoint #gelphie analysis

[dottores]

Wtf did you put on my timeline 😀

Since the history of Y/N stories, the reader ALWAYS had a backstory. I fail to see how this suddenly makes Y/N a OC. The same goes for gender. Usually in the description or first sentence you would immediately know Y/N’s gender. It’s nice to be inclusive but you can’t force the author to cater to a specific demographic.

I will admit though: I LOATHE when a author enforces a skintone onto Y/N without mentioning it in the beginning. The fact this stuff is rarely tag is pretty annoying. If authors have to tag their fanfic with “POC!Reader” to point out that reader is meant to have a ethnic background, for the love of god please do the same if the reader is meant to be interpreted as white. Nothing puts me out of a story when I envisioned a character to fit the story only to see them described as “pale, fair skinned” by the narrator several paragraphs later.

There is a really nice plugin for AO3 where it can replace pronouns and fill in the Y/N slot with an actual name. It would be nice if such a plugin existed for tumblr. Authors won’t have to give into obligations and those who feel alienated can still enjoy the work.

PLEASEEEEEE AJFHASIUDFHU IF I HAD TO SEE IT YOU GUYS ALL HAVE TO TOO. i am a firm believer of sharing is caring <3

EXACTLY, like especially for authors who do long fics or series, giving reader 0 personality/no background story is next to impossible unless you just want them to like ... be there and take no initiative in the story and just have things happen to them and for them to have no reaction to anything. like even in smut and headcanons, there are going to be little things you can pick out personality-wise, its next to impossible to just have a cardboard cut out reader for any type of fic, much less long fics/series. someone will always disagree with something <- but tee explained this all better in her long rb addition to that post

AND I TOTALLY AGREE! like they had very valid points about physical appearance and properly tagging gender, but i hate the fact that they added all of those valid points in that mess of an argument of why "x reader fics" should have no personality or background, because i felt as if it was totally taking away from that. it's two totally separate issues that they were trying to combine into one big one but just made an even bigger mess out of it.

for real! ao3's tagging system is top tier like i know a lot of people find it confusing but it's so nice to be able to filter any and everything you want or don't want.

#— asks #could you guys imagine heliotropes!reader just not having any background or personality like #how would that even work #THERE WOULD BE NO STORY #anyway i am so convinced i have the best lil community on my blog i love u all so dearly #every time i see posts like this it reminds me how lucky i am that i have you guys and not people like that who just consume consume consum #and expect everything to be perfectly tailored to what they find relatable #you guys actually appreciate my LITERARY GENIUS AND PLOTS #<- thats a joke by the way #but #kind of i'm glad you guys read and appreciate the plot AND the character of heliotropes!reader because ive been pretty vocal about the fact #that i was nervous about giving her agency and background and personality specifically because i knew that there were people with this #viewpoint who are like radically against x reader fics with fleshed out readers but you guys literally made me so confident and happy with #your feedback and appreciation for it :') so thank u #i feel like i don't thank u guys enough i should #wow this got a little sappy #but ily guys #tw discourse

[evren-sadwrn]

guards! duckify this hoe!

Drawing DUCKquis de QUACKmont everyday until I become his top blog(Day 13)

he’s a duck now sorry thats just the rules

w/o background

#DUCKquis de QUACKmont #my god am i truly a literary genius #marquis de gramont #marquis vincent de gramont #vincent de gramont #digital art #fanart #fan art #animalized #duck #duck art #🪐evren art

[waydownatthebottomofnovember]

love is stored in the friend who will listen to you describing your fanfic in minute detail

#and then give live reactions to every plot point #like yes i am a literary genius thank you for noticing #fanfic

[scribbling-dragon]

behold. my favourite line from the newest watcher’s nest

He looks like an oversized, flammable koala.

#yes i am a literary genius #in close second is the drafted drunk grian lines #yes. we are getting the party chapter :DD #juno.talks #watcher's nest café au

[spookyboywhump]

Tbh what I love about writing on here is how easy and fun it is. I don’t have to stress about all the minor details unless I want to, and I often don’t, usually what I want to do is inflict the same torture method on the same oc because I feel like it or write the same scenario six different ways with different oc pairings just for fun. And I can. And it’s relaxing. Sometimes other people even like it which is very exciting. I don’t need a whole lot more than that.

#idk doing things for fun just to have fun is neat I think #I’m well aware that I am not a literary genius #but I don’t think I have to be just to have a good time y know #I have a license to party and I’m going to use it #party = beat the shit out of my characters

[puthyflapps]

That unrequited au’s got me in a gotdang chokehold. Not the sweatshirt! 😭 The description of Regan vs. Shelbyyy help. Wake up Toni baby wake uppp!

If I have to be in my emotional devastation era then so does everyone else x

Toni has no choice but to wake up when this whole situation finally comes to a head during a drunken confrontation at one of Fatin's notorious house parties. Shelby had spent another evening going out of her way to avoid Toni and, subsequently, Regan. Her evasive behavior, combined with Toni’s penchant for picking fights, had culminated in this late-night showdown of sorts.

The two find themselves sharing hard stares and even harsher words. Questions seem to morph into accusations that are a clear result of the last name Shelby bears and the god-fearing reputation that comes with it. Truthfully, it was naive of Shelby to think she could continue to get away with dodging the other girl like this, and it was wholly and entirely ignorant to believe she could survive the ensuing interrogation. Especially knowing how Toni’s always prided herself on her ability to easily get under her skin. Steady cracks begin to appear in her veneer as Toni throws shot after shot her way. Launching question after question at her. Creating a dangerous minefield that Shelby’s not entirely sure she can continue to navigate much longer.

With each passing moment, Shelby can feel the heavy weight of her pageant queen mask slipping further and further down, revealing the raw and vulnerable truth underneath. Slowly, the carefully crafted facade of perfection cracks and crumbles, giving way to the messy and embarrassing reality she's been so desperately trying to hide. 

"Why is it so fucking hard for you to be happy for us?"

Toni lobs the question her way in a fit of frustration, and God, the question stings. It feels as though the words themselves have reached out and slapped her with all their might. Every syllable of every word burns at a brutal temperature. Invisible blisters are already steadily forming across the expanse of her cheek. Bubbling painfully. Flesh sizzling silently.

The question hurts. The insinuation hurts. The idea that Toni believes Shelby cares so little for her happiness fucking hurts. However, it’s still not enough to make her admit the truth and she can tell her silence is only upsetting Toni more. Her jaw is clenched and her chest is rising and falling rapidly with heavy breaths. It’s unsurprising when she yells out at Shelby once more:

“Say something!”

Her voice is desperate, trembling with fear and heartache. Shelby can hear the pleading in Toni's tone, her words spilling out with an urgency that cuts deep into Shelby's soul. She can feel the weight of Toni's expectations pressing down on her, begging for an explanation, for any shred of hope that this isn't what she thinks it is. The tension between them is palpable as Shelby struggles to hold back a flood of emotions threatening to overwhelm her. But with each passing moment, it becomes harder to contain the torrent of feelings churning within her.

“Because I love you!”

The declaration fills up the space around them, leaving no room to move. There is nowhere to run; nowhere to escape from the rubble of this crumbling friendship. It’s finally out there. These words, this thing that she's been so petrified to speak of is now out there for Toni to see, to dissect and pick apart. Shelby's soul lay bare in the confines of a bedroom that belonged to neither of them.

With a harsh swipe, Shelby banishes the hot tears carving tracks down her youthful face. She swivels abruptly from Toni, the air cooling where their bodies were once in proximity. Exhaustion-wrought legs buckle under her as she slumps onto the bed; an unruly cocktail of alcohol and fatigue renders her form heavy and unyielding. As she releases a shaky sigh permeating with undertones of regret - it sounds like waves reluctantly crashing onto a deserted beach. Gathering herself, she starts to explain:

"I spent years praying that one day you would wake up and just see me. You would see that I'm here, I've always been here, and you would finally love me back."

"Bee..." Toni's voice cracks. Raw with emotion and tinged with confusion.

Shelby pays no mind to the interruption, however. Instead, she presses on, ignoring how intensely pity-filled brown eyes watch her.

"I know how stupid and pathetic that sounds, but I really thought," her voice trails off momentarily as she tries to swallow the lump in her throat. "There were these moments where I swear it seemed like…like maybe you did love me. Then you met Regan, and I saw the way you looked at her, Toni. I saw it-"

"Shelby, please," Toni begs.

She pleads, for what? Shelby isn't sure. Does the thought of Shelby being in love with her make her skin crawl? Is Toni so disgusted that she can't bear to hear any more about Shelby's sick feelings? Perhaps she wants Shelby to stop, to save herself the embarrassment. Maybe she's simply trying to help Shelby retain what little is left of her dignity.

But Goodkinds aren’t known for being quitters.

So, if she's going to ruin the one good thing in her life and make a complete fool of herself, she may as well go for broke.

"It became painfully obvious that you would never love me the way that I love you. So, I'm sorry if I upset you. I'm sorry that I've been distant and closed off lately, but I am trying my best to learn how to not love you."

Toni's heart feels like it's being mercilessly wrenched from her chest, each beat causing a physical ache that seems to radiate through every limb. She knows she should say something, anything, to make things right, but her mind is foggy, and her tongue feels heavy with the weight of unspoken words. She can feel her knees growing weak with each passing moment. A tightness grips her throat, almost suffocating as a lump forms, making it difficult for her to even breathe. Despite the tears brimming in her eyes, she keeps them locked away; too ashamed to let them fall in front of her best friend.

Trudging forward, each step feeling more burdensome than the last, Toni makes her way over to the bed. Her eyes are transfixed on Shelby's form, as though she's just now seeing her for the first time. The air in the room is charged and tense, thick with unspoken emotions. "Bee," Toni says gently, barely above a whisper, only making Shelby want to hide away from her even more. She buries her head in her hands, unable to handle the softness in the brunette's tone. It feels too delicate, too careful, as if Toni is handling a fragile piece of glass that may shatter at any moment. Shelby's breaths come out in short ragged bursts, her head feeling light and dizzy as if the room is spinning around her. She feels exposed in all the wrong ways. Suddenly, there is a dip on the bed beside her and strong arms snake around her form. In this moment of vulnerability, Shelby can't help but lash out in the most pathetic way she can muster up - pushing weakly against Toni's chest like a petulant child. But Toni persists, ignoring Shelby's halfhearted protest and simply tightening her hold until they meld into one another. Shelby can feel puffs of warm breath tickling her ear as Toni whispers over and over again, "I didn't know." 

For what felt like hours, Toni and Shelby remained tangled together like the branches of an old tree. The soft pads of Toni's fingers traced soothing patterns over the expanse of Shelby's back as sobs wracked her body. Two girls, once inseparable, now finding solace in each other's arms amidst the ruins of their friendship. The aftermath of drunken confessions hung heavy in the air between them. As sleep slowly overtook her, Shelby couldn't help but wonder how they had ended up here - lost in each other yet worlds apart. When she wakes the following morning, she knows she can't linger a moment longer. She can't bear to face the harsh light of day and another inevitable rejection from Toni. With a heavy heart, she carefully untangles herself from the sleeping girl and mourns the thought that this will be the first and last time she ever shares a bed with Toni Shalifoe. 

#if puthy flapps ever cracked out a third installment of this highly unanticipated story/thot/idea i think it would be mainly Toni's pov the #morning after when she realizes shelby left and that she was a fucking idiot for not jumping at the chance to explain to shelby that she is #in fact in love with her she was just being an idiot who couldn't believe what she was hearing and who was overwhelmed bc pretty girl #unrequited love au #you see what i did there with the whole reference to s1 shoni and the 'i see you' moment from ep 4? am i a literary genius? perhaps #we really really really don't need to talk about the fact that this has been sitting in my drafts for five years just waiting to be posted #me reading about shelby getting her heart broken: i h8 it! i cant handle seeing my baby down and out like this!! author ur going to hell!!! #me writing the most painful and gut wrenching moments that leave shelby in nothing but pain and anguish: mmm mmm mmm this is delicious!! #ask #shoni #shelby x toni #shelby goodkind #toni shalifoe #the wilds

[talictries]

not sleeping till i write 1k of fns

😤😤stay humble💯💯always on that grind!!👏🏻🙏🙏bless up brother!! No sleep 😴😴always on the clock🕚🕖🕞24/7😤always grinding💪👊never stop🛑never surrender ⚔️🛡get the job done✅day and night 🌞grinding!!!⚡️🔥🔥💯

even downloaded a goal tracking google docs extension to help me.

however currently i am writing my loscar fic SAVE ME

#ao3 #formula one #fns #talic.life #i cannot write #perhaps i am not a literary genius #sad face emoji #grind never stops #about to turn on one of those sigma male 'i am powerful' manifestation audio videos

[ya-killin-me-smalls]

y'all ever think of a line for a much much later chapter and have to write it down because it's so good and you don't wanna forget

#my god I really am a literary genius

[mazojo]

Do you ever think how in order to find meaning for being born and living you have to find something more important than that and if something were to come up where you have to put your life on the line for it what meaning would the rest of your life have if you were to miss that and how the world would come to an end if Bam isn’t there?

#this altered my brain chemistry forever like every day I have to think about this AT LEAST twice #this is Khunbam btw. like. Khun Aguero Agnis being a literary poetic genius #sorrry for the two tog posts in a row I am like. spiraling. it’s always them hours. #creek and khunbam made me believe in love so real #anyways. mental. this is so important my personal mantra if you wish #Khunbam #khun #Bam #tog #tower of god

[antimonyandthyme]

hello everyone would you like to read the best thing i’ve ever read in my life that just dropped in the kinkmeme? oh my god, oh my god. my life is changed. i don’t even have words.

please give the author love. and dear author if you see this know that i would offer up my entire heart to you in like, a heartbeat.

(also please heed the tags!)

#fic recs #fanfic #rpf #smick #the most amazing thing i've read in my life #the best thing #dear author if you see this know that i love you #a literary genius #a masterpiece #i am clutching this fic tight and never letting it go #please heed the warnings #my soul for a whisper of who you are

[lunaryrs]

✨ cora and sienna

the metal bed frame creaks beneath her as she rolls over, bunching the cold cotton of a lumpy, years-old pillow under her arm. she inhales deeply, taking in the scent of the strawberries and cream shampoo of her own shower, used to rinse the chlorine from her best friend's hair. an arm drapes around sienna's waist as cora pulls her snug, immediately warmed by skin tanned under summer sun; basked under at borrowed pools. it was a chain-linked fence they'd jumped that day, kicking off rubber flip-flops, strewing their towels over loungers at the local motel. cora had shrugged off the snap of beer cans cracking open around her; turned her nose up at shots of vodka she swore were just too cheap to stomach. she hadn't mentioned the violent swirling in her stomach that urged her to reject her old vices, nor acknowledged the swelling of her breasts, which suddenly filled out the size-too-big chevron bikini claimed from a lost-and-found box the summer prior. "i haven't had my period in a while," she admits, eyes opened over the crook of her friend's shoulder. she peers into the pitch darkness of her bedroom. there's a flutter deep in her belly; real or imagined, she isn't sure. "i don't, like, think i am, or anything," she lies. "but can we get a test tomorrow?"

#unfortunately i am cross faded does this make sense bc my brain is violently thrashing between literary genius and omg this is barely litera #te #omg since when can tags only be 140 characters #censorship #also i am frustrated by the realization #that i just dont know grammar.