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Day Twenty-Nine: Defiance, “Better me than you," Leverage, another (teeny) installment in the werewolf!Eliot 'verse. Hardison catches a bullet meant for Eliot.

Day Thirty: Hair Grabbing, “Please don’t touch me," MCU, Thor's hair encounters some very sticky mad science, and he gets help detangling it from an unexpected quarter.

Day Thirty-One: Comfort, MCU, Endgame, as performed by child!Avengers versus bully!Thanos.

Holy fishsticks! I did it! Thirty-one days! And, according to the AO3 count, 70,477 words posted! I don't remember my record for total word count back when I did NaNoWriMo. But this certainly has to be up there for most words I've written in a month. That nearly doubled my total word count for my whole AO3 account and added five new fandoms to my written works.

Did I exhaust myself, sacrifice both life necessities and hobbies alike to make room for this, and generally stress myself out? Absolutely. Do I have any regrets? No. Will I revisit some of these fragments to turn them into full stories? ...Possibly. ✪ ω ✪
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Day Twenty-Two: Toxic, MCU, Thor gets hurt on a mission. Bucky has a natural tendency to care for big, dumb blonds who pick fights above their weight class, whether he remembers that or not.

Day Twenty-Three: Forced to Kneel, MCU, Tony & Natasha, a witch's curse compels Tony to obey his teammates, only one of whom has any idea how to cope with that.

Day Twenty-Four: Blood Covered Hands, “I don’t want to do this anymore”, Leverage, eventual OT3, Eliot keeps getting hurt, and Alec is making plans about how he can keep that from happening anymore. It's all Eliot's idea--Alec is just the one taking notes.

Day Twenty-Five: Lost Voice, Duct Tape, Losers, Jensen is the team witch and gets his power locked away from him by a rival witch.

Day Twenty-Six: No One Left Behind, Separated, MCU, a mishap with a shrink ray leaves three Avengers at the mercy of the world's newest budding mad scientist.

Day Twenty-Seven: Stumbling, Magical Exhaustion, MCU, Bucky has always had magic. It's just never done him any good.

Day Twenty-Eight: Anger Born of Worry, Punching the Wall, MCU, Bruce doesn't think he's really on a team, and he definitely doesn't think he should be one of the people responding to an Avengers call to arms. He hadn't counted on how hard it would be to be the one waiting at home, though.
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Next week of fills! Which ended up all being MCU, though I did get some Leverage mixed in there.

Day Fifteen: Lies, New Scars, MCU, Tony Stark: billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, witch. Or, how Tony programmed himself a familiar and made a bargain with a demon of his own creation.

Day Sixteen: Paralytic Drugs, “No one’s coming.” MCU, Shifter!Bruce on the run, and Clint trying to recruit him at a really inopportune moment.

Day Seventeen: Reluctant Caretaker, MCU, Tony & Clint, animal transformation.

Day Eighteen: Let's Break the Ice, “Take my Coat”, MCU/Leverage crossover. Eliot is a dead ringer for the Winter Soldier, especially if you're an overenthusiastic Hydra goon.

Day Nineteen: Knees Buckling, Head Lolling, MCU, Vampire Avengers, sleep deprivation, implied Steve/Tony.

Day Twenty: Fetal Position, Prisoner Trade, MCU, Space opera, Clint and Steve find Natasha being sold as a day laborer at the spaceport they just docked at.

Day Twenty-One: “Take me instead.”, MCU, fantasy AU, Clint, kidnapped by highwaymen, meets the Winter Dragon.
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Another linkspam update for Whumptober! I'm especially pleased with Day Fourteen's story, which could easily convince me to write the rest of it. The Leverage werewolf AU, which has reappeared on Day Ten, has basically already succeeded on that count for itself.

Day Eight: Stomach Pain, Head Trauma, Venom, Fantasy AU of how Eddie and Venom get together, which is still basically that Eddie is a nosy idiot

Day Nine: Sleeping in Shifts, Caught in a Storm, The Losers, another Jensen/Cougar piece. Not so much a magic AU as canon taken half a step to the left, in which the Losers are a team dedicated to finding and securing magical artifacts before they can be misused.

Day Ten: Taser, Leverage, a continuation of Day Four's werewolf!Eliot AU. The secret was bound to get out eventually: Eliot gets captured by someone who knows he's a werewolf. Cue rescue mission.

Day Eleven: Sloppy Bandages, Self-Done First Aid, Avengers, Steve is used to dealing with his own injuries. Bruce shows him he has options these days.

Day Twelve: Cave In, Rusty Nail, Avengers, Teenage Horror AU. Natasha and Tony do their part to take out a nest of hydra creatures.

Day Thirteen: “Are you here to break me out?”, Avengers, Given what he went through at Loki's hands, Clint figures he's owed a favor from Asgard. Clint/Coulson.

Day Fourteen: Failed escape, MCU/Losers crossover, vampires, Jensen encountering the Winter Soldier and having some, shall we say, mixed emotions about the experience
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Playing catchup on both writing and linking this weekend. Gods help me, I am hitting or exceeding NaNoWriMo levels of daily word count. How? Am? I? Doing? This???

Day Four: Hidden Injury, The Leverage team as monster hunters and Eliot with a slightly different dark and secret past

Day Five: Hyperthermia, Another modern monster hunter AU, this time for Mad Max: Fury Road. The desert is never gentle, and only some of the ghosts are friends.

Day Six: “I’ve got a pulse”, Screams from Across the Hall, The Losers watch one of their own die again. It's okay--Jensen gets over it. Cougar/Jensen. The Old Guard crossover.

Day Seven: Shaking Hands, Silent Panic Attack, Sam gets roped into helping Steve's paranormal investigation team, gets stuck partnering with Bucky, and gets trapped in a basement by something ominous. It's a hell of a recruitment process.
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Posted late last night for the second one, so here are the links to that and today's fill.

Day Two: Cornered, Caged, Tony houses feral werewolf Bucky, with varying success

Day Three: “Say goodbye.”, Impaled, Royal guard Clint and changeling Natasha hunt each other
scrubjayspeaks: speech bubble reading: so we've got a deadline. we can DO deadlines. (deadline)
Yeah, I can't imagine this going poorly at all!

So! I'm doing Whumptober for the first time. Because I haven't posted any fan works yet this year and I try really hard to have at least one new thing each year*. Nothing like heaving myself into the deep end.

I've previously mentioned greatly enjoying and being very inspired by thepartyresponsible's past Whumptober collections, which are always this gleeful mashup of fandoms and genres. So I've been telling myself since sometime in the summer, this time, I play too.

Did I want to cheat and get a jump on writing back in September, since all the prompts were already available? Yes, absolutely. Did I actually do that, thus giving myself extra time and a better chance of completing the challenge? I did not.

What I did do, though, was write 3000 words in one evening to fill the first prompt. (⊙_⊙;)

The Embers Not Yet Burned Out

Day One: Unconventional Restraints, “This wasn’t supposed to happen”
, Marvel, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, Lucky the Pizza Dog, alternate universe-magic

We'll see how well I do with this. Send blessings. Send snacks. Send ice packs for my wrists.



*2017, I see you over there, messing up my stats. You...you know, actually, that's probably fair. I remember what 2017 had to cope with. We'll give it a pass.

Fic Recs

Oct. 16th, 2021 06:16 pm
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I'm attempting to ignore the increasingly ominous noises coming from outside. My neighbors down the street appear to be gearing up for one of their massive parties, from which I will get to enjoy the dulcet tones of badly distorted music until late at night.

Someone down in the town either set off a single firework or a single gunshot--hard to say which, really.

And if these motherfuckers don't stop driving so fast up and down our (dead-end, unpaved, child-adjacent, country) road, I'm going to make good on my threat to design a retractable spike strip and blow someone's tires to kingdom come.

So anyway, fic recs! Because I've been plowing through fic lately.

I finished KouriArashi's Adult Wolf, which was part of a feast of Teen Wolf fic that I felt randomly compelled to devour. It's a very good time, with lots of suspense without any unnecessary stupidity, because hey, adults! (If it's not quite as relentlessly amazing as their Searching Ceremonies series, well, what is?)

Keeping with the theme of TW alternate universe/timeline fic, I really liked owlpostagain's Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves. Very charming. Lots of comforting platonic touching.

And then, because fic in general is a gateway drug, I fell down a rabbit hole of fic from thepartyresponsible. I decided to read along with their whumptober posts--hey, daily short snippets, very work break-friendly--and it went from there.

I think I had previously read Keep Us Fed, but I reread it because I so deeply love the other post-apocalyptic pieces coming out now.

And one thing I love about thepartyresponsible's fic is the number of casual crossovers. Marvel and DC characters freely mix, though I do love the moments when the tonal differences between those two canon universes are directly addressed. Nowhere is this clearer than in Give Thanks to Broken Bones, which I am currently halfway through. Watching Tony Stark run up against the sheer bonkers bleakness of Gotham is wild. Also, this one keeps making me laugh out loud and nearly come back late from said work breaks when I just need to see how that next scene ends.

So that's what I've been reading lately. Don't know why I suddenly have access to my reading brain or why it's only interested in altered universe fanworks, but whatever. I'll take it.

Oh, gods, I went outside to look, and the neighbors have brought in the bouncy castle. Again.
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I had a dream that consisted of a "Steve rescues Bucky from Hyrda" fic, which was also an Avengers/Pokémon crossover. Apparently, all the eeveelutions are Hydra experiments and now emotionally bonded with the Winter Soldier. Um. Okay, brain. Two great tastes that...taste...dubious together. I'm not writing that crossover. It's not happening.

Also, there was a very enjoyable moment when some henchman was talking shit about Steve not being able to catch him because it's not like you can shoot around corners. Cue Hawkeye and an Acme-esque tracking arrow that does, indeed, follow people around corners. Steve was extremely smug while bundling the thus-incapacitated henchman into a carpet. (I don't know if this was going to end with a mob-style body dump, but hey, that's sure a thing.)

This episode of Dream Talk brought to you once more by updates on my workplace's covid protocols as shit gets bad again and my resulting need for some therapeutic head-in-sand time.
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Foreign Currency (20454 words)
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Post-Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Not Captain America: Civil War (Movie) Compliant, Touch-Starved, Bucky Barnes's Metal Arm, Sam Wilson's Wings, Mission Fic, POV Sam Wilson, Non-Linear Narrative, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Hurt/Comfort
Series: Part 3 of Exchange
Summary:

Finding Bucky Barnes will be a long road. Sam knows how to pace himself. Going in circles after supersoldiers is sort of his job description these days. He could probably use a vacation, though.

The Exchange-verse events and then some, as seen by Sam from passenger seats and hospital bedsides and eight hundred feet up in the air.

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This week was way too much at work and way too much, in an entirely different and thankfully less unpleasant way, at home on the weekend. I have spent so much damn money in the past month and a half??? Mostly on nice things--only a little of it was for the most recent unpleasantness with the car--but still. I need things to slow down significantly for at least two weeks, please and thank.

Lewisia: 3 new pieces written--if I would just sit and turn everything else off, I would be able to churn these out any time I fancied, but nooooo, I insist on filling my life with noise right up until Saturday afternoon when they're "due"

Gratitude journaling: 35 new entries

Tumblr queue: 35 posts added

Day job: 41.25 hours, because now even I am eager to run off even a few minutes early

Art: took photos of the pumpkin patch and edited them up to look fancy

Gardening: Pandemic Garden Club thread; repotted succulents as needed

Reading: finished reading If They Haven't Learned Your Name by silentwalrus, a Steve/Bucky fic over 200k, which has been keeping me company on work breaks off and on for the year that I've been at the new job, amazing, fantastic, will probably turn right around and start listening to the podfic of it

Other: trip out of town for eye doctor appointments
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Uh, so, you know what a goopy, stretchy batch of rice krispy treats looks a lot like? Especially as one awkwardly attempts to scrape sections of it from the mixing bowl into the pan to make Halloween treats, creating a delicate web of totally impossible-to-manage stuff? Whilst giggling helplessly?

Everyone’s favorite brat slime.

A mass of chocolate rice krispy treats in the shape of Marvel

No, I do not have black food coloring nor patience to plan this idea out in advance. You’re welcome.
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I signed up for [community profile] one_sentence_only because microfiction is apparently a thing I can accomplish??? I'm doing MCU to start; we'll see from there.

Table under the cut... )
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podfic cover showing vegetables in a basket with flowers in the background

Title: make my body come alive (i've got a right to hurt inside)
Author: [archiveofourown.org profile] notcaycepollard 
Reader: [personal profile] scrubjayspeaks 
Fandom: Captain America
Pairings: Sam/Bucky
Rating: mature
Length: 22:19
Size: 7.95MB 
Cover: freshbakedlady
Summary: The body is weak. The body is hungry and soft and human. He looks at himself in the mirror, the bones of his shoulders, his cheeks hollowed out from hunger, and he thinks, gentle, you didn’t deserve this.
content notes: recovery, body issues, food issues, canon-typical trauma
 
LINKS
direct link to mp3 (right-click, save as...)

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[NOT FINALIZED]

"Sam and I can man the kill box," Barton says, "but you gotta give us something to shoot at." Sam flashes him a look; they're both firing continuously at the Hydra agents and their black SUVs, the perimeter within the perimeter. Between shots, Barton shrugs. "You're not bored?"
 
"I can make a path to evacuate," Bucky says, and Sam thinks, irrationally, no. No, don't go in. He's got eyes on Bucky, where he's tearing into that Hydra perimeter to get at the front doors. Even as Maria confirms, Bucky makes a break for it, metal arm up to shield his head. He just smashes clean through the glass doors, into the deserted lobby, and out of sight.
 
"Jesus fuck," Sam mutters.
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Watercolor painting of a red macaw against a faint green background, with a speech bubble saying "SPAM" in all caps

Red likes to call Sam “Spam.” Clint highly suspects Scott is to blame for this, but he has no proof. He has set Wanda on the case. Nobody lies to Wanda.

Singing in the Dead of Night, arsenicjade

Look, discovering you’re fascinated by a rarepair is a double-edged sword. But Sam/Clint is a really good time, guys. This Sam/Clint is A Really Good Time.

Plus, pets as a coping mechanism!

In the continuing adventures of art practice masquerading as fanart…tada? \o/

[watercolor/watercolor pencils and sharpie (don’t judge) on watercolor paper]
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Title: Eggshell
Fandom: MCU
Pairings: Steve/Bucky
Rating: General
Words: 2560
Summary: He would tell them what he really wanted from a new arm. What he wanted it to be good for. He would tell them he wanted something that could hold another hand without breaking it. Yeah. Right.
 
This is a freebie for the February 2018 [community profile] crowdfunding Creative Jam. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith . Crossposted to AO3.

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