eyes closed, head first, can't lose

Title: Fucked Up the First Time
Series: Part 2 of Unconventional Geometry
Fandom: Avengers Movie!verse
Rating: R, although it'll be NC-17 eventually.
Pairing: Pepper/Tony leading into Pepper/Steve/Tony, Clint/Coulson/Natasha
Word Count: 3,300
Warnings/Content Advisory: References to neglectful/alcoholic parenting and prior torture, but nothing outside of movie canon.
Notes: I'm posting this as a WIP on my DW/LJ, anticipating that I might need to make changes to it once I finish. When it's complete, I'll post it to AO3. It's just easier to keep going if I make the parts that are finished a little more official, and a little less intimidating.

Summary: Sometimes it's easier to say no than yes.

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( Tony does not go to dinner. )

Title: Alright is Two Different Words [3/4]
Author: hoosierbitch
Series: Dyslexia!Verse
Rating: R
Notes: The first part of this series is As It Is Written. The second part was written by the amazing arsenicjade. You can find the whole thing via my LJ dyslexia!verse tag, or on AO3.)
Content Advisory: References to child abuse and neglect. If you need more information, please contact me, I’m happy to help.
Thanks: ivorysilk and alfadorcat did a lot of coaxing, soothing, and midwiving, before we even got to the betaing. Any remaining mistakes are all mine.

Summary: Dating’s fucking hard.

( He looks rectangular. )

I have been COOKING! It started at the beginning of the semester, when I was too poor to, like, buy food, and was scraping things together--but I'm still going! I've been doing little things like buying carrots/celery/peppers/broccoli and cutting them up all at the same time. Then I just put them in little ziploc baggies and take them to school with me, and eat them with hummus, and they are tasty. I'm discovering how much I like fresh, uncooked peppers.

Also, crepes are super easy to make, and I have nutella and frozen strawberries to put in them, but ALSO, I put in stir-fried veggies and mozzarella one time, and it was AWESOME.

I baked a couple loaves of Challah for Passover, and made chili on Saturday, and made potato soup tonight (it is cheesy and delicious and full of fresh parsley). I made huge batches of both and put a lot of it in the freezer, so that when I'm in hell week for my show, I won't be reduced to eating Burger King every meal. O.o

I got eggplant and butternut squash at the farmer's market, so I'm gonna make eggplant parm and a squash casserole.

Pretty much the most cooking I've done prior to this in my life is, like, macaroni. So it is all very new. Thank god for the internet. My search history is kind of sad. "Can I use potatoes when they have grown EYES? How can the onions not make me cry? Can you cook potatoes with skins on? HOW DO I FOOD?"

YAY ADULTHOOD

Title: Alright Is Two Different Words
Fandom: Avengers
Series: Dyslexia!Verse
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Clint/Coulson
Word Count: 4,100
Thanks: I had an amazing team of betas who helped me through this fic. arsenicjade, alfadorcat, miriad, and gnomi made this fic a lot better than it would have otherwise been. A special thanks for arsenicjade for talking me through the worst of my sequel-related issues. Any remaining mistakes are all my fault!
Summary: For most of Clint’s life, being able to read has been like being able to fly. Sure, it would be nice, and sometimes he’ll dream about what it would be like to have words or wings, but at some point he always comes back down to earth.

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( He is waiting for Coulson to change his mind. )

re: subj line--"next to normal" anyone? yes. i saw that musical once, and they sang that line SO MANY TIMES that it pops into my head whenever i'm feeling lively after a down spell. it's replaced the zombie "i'm aliiiiiiiiiiiiive!"

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So, it has been many moons (er, that means months, doesn't it. fortnights? couple-of-days-long-units-of-time) since I last updated.

Me in a nutshell: Finished out the year. Ended on a sour note with some people, which, I don't usually do, on account of how I avoid confrontation/negative interactions, so it threw me for a loop more than it perhaps should have. I'm heading to Phoenix in...a week (Phoenix! In ARIZONA!) for an internship. So, if my updating doesn't continue, it's possible that I've died of heat. 

I should write a fuller entry on this, but: I got to meet arsenicjade a few weekends ago, and she is LOVELY. She got me hooked on Magnificent 7, and we ate delicious food (smoosh-in ice cream and Indian food and homecooked pasta sauce with delicious bread), and mostly we lounged. It was relaxing and invigorating and fun. :-)

Um. Let's see. I'm bad at recapping. Um. I have a bag! Like, a nice bag! From a department store! It's made for women! *stares at it* I saw it, and my brain (and body, actually) made grabby hands. We're in love. It's weird. *stares at it more* I'm not big on shopping, and I mostly stick to gender-neutral/butch clothing, but this BAG. *stares more*

Uuuuuuuuuuuuum I should go write fic now. I have this weekend empty of things to do, so I need to make sure I do not slack, because I will be a happier person if I am writing stories. 

I think (hope) I'm coming out of a kind of nasty depressive swing. I'm generally pretty crap at transitional periods, and worrying about money is never good on top of that, and I'm moving house, and saying goodbye to the folks who are graduating, and also, I've just been lonely. Which. Yeah. Sucks. But! I am feeling more chipper (I am sooooooooooo alive) and I'm going to go write and comment on folks' entries (I am soooooooooooooooo behind) and at some point, I shall eat food! Probably while watching Captain America. Because the Avengers have eaten my brain.

OH SPEAKING OF THINGS THAT ATE MY BRAIN

IS THERE A WHITE COLLAR HUNGER GAMES AU YET? 

BECAUSE ELIZABETH WOULD WIN THE HUNGER GAMES YOU GUYS.