The Bottle And The Lid Don’t Fit

Multi-fandom. Sincerely questioning object permanence as a function of the space time continuum since 1990.

[noyourenotreal]

Sad to report that I’m going to be taking some time away from Tumblr. Not sure when I’ll be back, but with the upheaval in my country and job right now, it’s best that I focus on getting back to basics, which means less internet (among other things). I’m okay- no need to worry, I’m very in tune with my mental health and am focusing on that, believe me- but to continue to be okay I need some off-web time.

Love you all dearly and hope to be back sooner rather than later. ❤️

[witchygirl99]

THE FINAL CHAPTER IS NOW LIVE ON AO3

Sneak Peek:

“Kagome,” Inuyasha breathes, and that haunting smile is still there. It’s only when she notices that he’s tapping on the left side of his rib, just under his pec, that Kagome sees it.

A single cherry blossom, pink and radiant, both unmatched to the beauty around it and yet somehow still hidden amongst the decoration across his skin.

A soul mark. His soul mark.

The same as hers.

“Oh fuck,” she whispers.

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[noyourenotreal]

I am breaking my personal social media leave to just say this one thing:

@witchygirl99 you have seriously outdone yourself. Never has a fanfic KEPT ME UP AT NIGHT DAYS AFTER READING A CHAPTER because I wanted to know what happened next.

HTKM will always be my fave, but Leverage is right up there (followed by Deductions, of course). I think I have a think for Kagome with a gun?

I just can’t fucking believe how good this story is. 

[noyourenotreal]

4, 12, 16!!! 😘😘😘

@lavendertwilight89 , you’re my hero.

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

YES. All of you. I’m serious. The fact that you simply write what you love and put it out there all the time, supporting each other... it truly is inspiring. And I should specifically shout out @witchygirl99 , as she is the reason I started writing for fandom again in the first place.

As for mainstream writing, I’d have to point to Neil Gaiman and Haruki Murakami. Gaiman for style and plot, Murakami for the sheer surreality he is able to portray without leaving the reader lost. A skill I aspire to achieve eventually.

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

Ooohhh I’ve got a few geared up, all AUs, because I know nothing about the Feudal Era and I like AUs. But Ive got to say, I’m excited to get back to Of Monsters and Men because there are so many little foreshadowing things I’ve planted the seeds for (particularly about characters’ pasts) and I can’t wait to reveal them!

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

YES.

- There was only one bed (I blame this on watching the OC when I was a teen)

- Hurt/Comfort

- Sharing clothing

- When one character screws up royally and has to make it up to the other

- When one character screws up royally and their SO defends them/cheers them up

- The angry/cheerful relationship dynamic. Male or female in either role or both. I have a novel I’ve been writing for ten years and the two main characters have this dynamic and I’ve loved it ever since.

- And it’s not really a trope, but I like my fics actiony and angsty with a rewarding romantic plot

Thank you so much dear for sending me these asks. I needed the distraction tonight. ❤️

[sseureki]

TYPICAL!

[sseureki]

The Capitol rn.

[emmaharwoods]

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[noyourenotreal]

Could use something good right now.

[immaplatypus]

35 Questions for Fanfiction Writers! ✨

1. From one to five stars, how would you rate your writing? (No downplaying yourself!)

2. Why do you write fanfiction?

3. What do you think makes your writing stand out from other works?

4. Are there any writers that inspire you?

5. What’s the fic you’re most proud of?

6. What element of writing do you find comes easily?

7. What element of writing do you struggle with most?

8. Which character(s) do you find easiest to write?

9. Which character(s) do you find most difficult to write?

10. What’s your favorite genre to write for?

11. Who or what do you find yourself writing about most?

12. Tell us about a WIP you’re excited about.

13. First fandom you ever wrote for?

14. What’s your favorite fandom to write for?

15. What’s the weirdest fandom you’ve ever written for?

16. Any guilty pleasure trope(s)?

17. A trope you’ll never, ever write for.

18. Wildest fic you’ve ever written?

19. Do you prefer canon-compliant, AUs, or something in-between?

20. Gen fic or shippy stuff?

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

22. Do you listen to anything while you write?

23. Do you prefer prompts and challenges, or completely independent ideas?

24. One-shots or multi-chaptered works?

25. Have you ever daydreamed about side adventures/spin-offs from your fic? Tell us about them!

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

27. What’s the nicest comment you’ve ever received?

28. How well do you handle criticism when it comes to your writing?

29. Have you ever gone outside of your comfort zone for a fic? How did it turn out?

30. Tooth-rotting fluff or merciless angst?

31. Do you have any OCs? Tell us about them!

32. Summarize a random fic of yours in 10 words or less.

33. Is there anything you wish your audience knew about your writing or writing process?

34. Copy and paste an excerpt you’re particularly fond of.

35. Ramble about any fic-related thing you want!

[fawn-eyed-girl]

Ooh, some of these are really fun!!

[noyourenotreal]

Bring it!

[noyourenotreal]

Hunger Games AU

Here, have some more Hunger Games AU from a random point in the story I definitely have not mapped out yet at all or edited and may or may not have the time to continue. I’m feelin’ angsty.

The night before the games, the city lights were like nothing he’d ever seen. From the vantage point of their penthouse suite, he could see for miles, even beyond the limits of the Capitol. What he wouldn’t have given for a view like this back in 12; it would have made hunting a hell of a lot easier. He surveyed the lights throughout the dark city, able to pinpoint groups of people from the brightness and the noise. Parties. Celebrations for his inevitable demise; the richest of the richest eager to watch children of the poor murder each other. It made him sick if he thought about it too much, so he hugged his legs to his chest and closed his eyes. If he tuned it all out, only gave his attention to the breeze, he could almost picture he was back there, that the wind was whistling through the trees and not atop a tower. That any moment, he would turn around, Kikyo would be there behind him, bow and arrow taut, or maybe at home with Shippo, listening to a storm pass overhead in their cabin.

“Mind some company?”

He didn’t move, but he opened his eyes. He knew the voice well. Kagome had silently padded out onto the outcropping, her pajamas flimsy and probably not sufficient for this cold. If she was in the same mindset he was in, though, she probably didn’t notice. The whole day had been a haze. They were probably going to die within the next week at most; who could make space for feeling cold when they already felt so much fear? Her undereyes were dark and her hair was a wild tangle. She’d been tossing and turning, most likely. He felt a little bad about that, but couldn’t pinpoint why.

Wordlessly, she sat opposite him, leaning back into the wall. She folded her legs to her side and copied his gaze, staring out into the city.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” she asked.

“Don’t sleep well anyways. And the noise…”

She chuckled darkly. “Yeah. Me, too. I guess our untimely deaths are worth celebrating. Or something like that.”

He didn’t know what to say to that. He doubted there was anything he could say to that. They sat together in mirrored silence then, the whirring of the wind and cheers carried on the breeze. After a moment, he glanced over at her, her silhouette illuminated by the distant city lights. He had the errant thought that she looked as if she was glowing, almost. Like some warmth from within her gave her the light that outlined her profile. An inner brightness. A sun for a soul. Her eyes were closed as his had been, her eyelashes fanning over her soft cheeks.

How was he supposed to kill this girl? Everything in him, every fiber of his being, screamed at him to protect her at all costs. He had to protect this girl of light and warmth so that she could shine forever, so that she’d never dim. If not for him, at least for his district. If she survived, who knew what good she could do for the district? Besides, she’d make one hell of a victor.

But he couldn’t forget Shippo. The kid needed him. Actually needed him, for things like food and shelter. Kikyo couldn’t watch him forever, not when she also had Kaede to worry about.  So he had to win, or at least, he had to try. He had to win the Hunger Games.

It was only then that he remembered what Totosai had said on the train, the three of them huddled at the dinner table to talk strategy, his glass of whiskey sloshing as the train jostled.

No one really ever wins the Hunger Games.

Staring at Kagome, he was starting to understand, starting to piece together how this could be. It was a lose-lose scenario, unless you were a psychopath. Either you die, or you kill someone you knew, someone you’d likely care at least a little about, coming from the same district. You’d lose yourself either way.

“Inuyasha?”

Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he realized he had been staring at her for a while. His cheeks reddened with a ridiculous embarrassment— at this point, weren’t they past the point of being shy, given what they were about to embark on?— but still. Whoops.

“Would you… can you promise me something?”

She was looking at him now, her brows furrowed; serious. This was something she had been thinking about for a while, it seemed. He frowned.

“What is it?”

“If something happens to me…” she chuckled in spite of herself. “Or when… can you make sure my mom and my little brother make it okay? I don’t want to burden you or anything, I just… since my dad died, the bakery’s been strapped for money, and I don’t know how they’re going to make it without my help. Souta’s barely eleven, and the thought of him entering his name multiple times, just for rations...” He could see the weariness in her gaze, the desperation in the purse of her plush lips, her clenched jaw. This was not easy for her to ask.

“What makes you so sure I’ll survive to help?”

“You will,” she said, turning her gaze back to the city. “You’ve got the best chances the district’s had in years; everyone knows it, even Totosai.”

He didn’t know what to say to that. Sure, he was handy with a sword, excellent at hand-to-hand combat, and proficient in just about every other weapon, but so were a lot of the Careers. Against one of them, the odds were pretty even, and certainly not “ever in his favor”. The only reason anyone was making a fuss about him at all was his decent scores and because he was from one of the outer districts. If anything, Kagome may have a better shot than him, just because she was so charming on screen; that was bound to get her sponsors. So he said what he felt he had to.

“You could still win, Kagome.”

“No.”

He almost jumped at the ferocity of her answer. She was glaring at him, her eyes blazing, her hands clenched. He had touched on a serious nerve.

“I have no chance, Inuyasha. Okay? None. So just. Please,” she said, her voice softening with her gaze. “Please promise me this. Don’t let them starve.”

“I won’t,” he said. And he meant it. “I won’t let them go hungry Kagome. I’d never let them go hungry.”

He wondered if, in that moment, she knew the true meaning behind his words, and why he would so easily make that promise. He wondered if she knew that he remembered the day she did not let him starve.

And, for the first time since they arrived in the Capitol, she gave him a genuine smile. The kind he recognized from school; honest and true. It was close-lipped, still with a hint of sadness, but it was genuine. That inner light shining again. It made his heart constrict. It made his lungs deflate. It made his stomach churn.

It was then he knew the answer to that terrifying question: how was he supposed to kill this girl?

Simple: He couldn’t. He really, truly couldn’t.

[lacetulle]

Rodarte | Spring/Summer 2013

[space-pics]

Prometheus and the Ghostly F Ring by NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center

[yume-mita-deactivated20170403]

【犬かご】ずっと | ころ [pixiv] 

Translated by yours truly, fran-dattebayo :) Requested by hanmajoerin. Enjoy!

[kenziepotakuwannabe3]

OKAY SHUDDAP I’M CRYING AND I’M NOT ASHAMED YOU JUST MURDERED ME HOW DARE YOU

[strawberrymoontea-deactivated20]

Should I get them tattooed?

I commissioned an artist to draw kagome and  moroha for my step daughter and I

moroha is actually holding my step daughters favorite plush

Instagram- @smlpinkprincess

[yamikuzu]

[casgirl]

Me: misses the charging port while trying to plug my phone in

The bbc sherlock who lives in my head:

[noyourenotreal]

THIS WILL FOREVER HAUNT ME

[pragnificent]

Reblog if you are a fic writer who welcomes moodboards, playlists, remixes, art and any other type of gift based on your stories.

[witchygirl99]

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️❤️

I ADORE YOU.

Umm. Let’s talk about Potentiality, my Good Omens AU. Because there are so many details in it that no one will ever care for or notice but like.

1) Kagome lives in a house number 1990, which is the year Good Omens the book came out. 

2) Shippo lives at a house numbered 8764, which is TPNG (or Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman).

3) Potentiality is only part one. Revelations will be part two, if the people want it.

4) I literally had to research about cats in 3800 B.C. and how domesticated they were. Because I didn’t know. And now I know.

5) The story assumes the timeline of the Earth’s real “Creation” is Sunday, October 21st, 4004 B.C. (as per the book). It’s made my research kind of hard? Because that’s...false? So I’m kind of mish-mashing what was real as per science vs. what is probably reasonable within like...the hundreds of years that have passed as per Good Omens. Hence the “Historical Inaccuracy” tag. But I REALLY AM TRYING.

6) You should all get excited for Yorkshire :)

Thanks @noyourenotreal, you’re an absolute gem!

[noyourenotreal]

You’re the BEST. I LOVE hidden meanings in numbers and all that jazz so that totally rocks my world.

Also, let’s be real, the people are gonna want Revelations. Including me. ❤️

[witchygirl99]

LEVERAGEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I have no excuse. I wanted to write a soulmate fic and then I wanted to write an assassin fic, and then in thinking about it I realized if I wanted Kagome and Inuyasha to be competitive in the way I would write it, he’d have to be human.

And thus, the human/assassin/soulmate fic was born. That’s...really all it takes haha.

Kagome has a cherry blossom and her mother has a chrysanthemum. The flower symbolism there is a thing, and intentional :)

It is very John Wick, as I had watched the movies somewhat recently. The whole “jewel shard” as payment thing, the Sicarius hotel. 

Shoutout to @noyourenotreal for coming up with the name Leverage. She is a treasure in this world.

Thank you so much @lavendertwilight89 :D I hope this was interesting?!

[noyourenotreal]

❤️❤️❤️