'Leftover Human'

@ttyltammy on ao3

[pmamtraveller]

by Emilia Cilento

[titsay]

[nondelphic]

the horrible realization my novel writing voice is just “lesbian who failed english class trying her best”

[pmamtraveller]

Mikola Bodarevskij - Her Favorite

[nondelphic]

i want every sentence to sound like the last note of a song played on a piano and echoing in an empty room. unfortunately i don't know how to play the piano.

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

healing is allowed to be messy

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

healing is meant to be messy

[rottentiger-art]

Pov: after a certain "never in your wildest dreams" comment was made, Penelope blocked him from almost everywhere. Almost.

[vexheart]

[sarcasticsciencefictionwriter]

"I sort fics by kudos and only kudos on stories with high kudos counts, why aren't there more stories with high kudos, I ran out of things to read." You're part of the problem.

"Authors artificially inflate comment counts by thanking people, I can't find anything with a real comment count to read." No they fucking are not, they're grateful for engagement.

"I can't read anything under 100k." That's the majority of fics you're ignoring, most novels aren't even that long.

"I don't have time to look for the incredibly rare diamond in the rough, so I won't read anything below a certain amount of kudos, comments, and hits." Those fics are popular because people gave them a chance and then snobs like you found them.

"I won't read anthing with a single typos." You made typos in that sentence, get off your high horse.

"One singular author didn't thank me for commenting, I'm never commenting on any fic again so I don't get burned." You're punishing people because someone didn't give you engagement they don't owe you that they might not have seen.

"This fic is three months old, it's so old, it doesn't matter if I comment or kudos, it's old." Fics do not have expiration dates, comment and kudos.

You're killing your fandoms with your snobbish behaviors.

[ao3statss]

There are currently 414,472 fics without a single kudos.

2,948,374 under 10 kudos

If anyone was wondering.

[metamorphesque]

The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas

[solarsthoughts]

really really wanting to write because it’s liberating but being too burnt out to do so… like brain, chill and let me do my thing please, you’re being kinda rude 😔

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

may all your favorite fanfic writers never lose their hyperfixation and love for your blorbos so they keep writing fanfics about your blorbos forever

[ruzekburgess]

Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

[rottentiger-art]

My improv entry for @enterthepolinverse's event, Week 2 — Modern Era, Colin vs Pen's very motitvational poster

Based on:

[cloudyyyy6]

Dark under eye circles to complete the fit…

[rainyllamacheesecake]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Bridgerton (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Benedict Bridgerton/Penelope Featherington Characters: Benedict Bridgerton, Penelope Featherington, Minor Characters Additional Tags: Modern Era, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Strangers to Lovers, idiots to lovers, Fools to Extreme Fools, BAMF Penelope Featherington, Simp Benedict Bridgerton, POV Penelope Featherington, Pen takes Ben hostage (Not literally), It all happens in one day, Chaos, Humor, Light Angst, Drama & Romance, Horny Penelope Featherington, Slut Benedict Bridgerton, (This tag was important, you’ll understand after reading), Oral Sex, Sex, Intimacy, Complete, One Shot Summary:

Penelope is a mess, her professional and love life is in shambles. On top of everything, she is running late for the most important job interview. Adding to her misery, someone bumps into her and ruins her expensive shirt. But she is not giving up, even if she has to force the pretty stranger to help her.

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2025 Rare Pair Week - Everybody loves Penelope - Day 3 (X to lovers) - Strangers to Lovers, Idiots to Lovers.

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[notfavghost]

You were made for twilight. For beds left unmade and mouths that remember the shape of your name even in sleep. Every time you pass me in the hallway, I wonder what your skin would sound like beneath my hands.