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st_aurafinaI am a little bit ahead in NaNo, huzzah! This is thanks to Steve telling an old man story about this boil he had one time in Poland. That bit is slated for destruction. Steve, you're a super soldier, you probably can't get boils. (He says "Firstly, I got a boil when other men were dying of septicaemia, so have a little respect, and secondly, it was more of a carbuncle.")
Old man stories. I love writing this fic!lilacsigil will be giving me major side-eye when she reads this, because she had to sit through three weeks of hair tearing and chest beating while I got to this point.
(Also, I'm rapidly approaching the part where I really need to know what happens and I really don't know what happens. Again. Every year. I cannot plan for shit, I really can't.)
I work out twice a week with a personal trainer, and we meet at the local netball courts to do this - lately there's been this super cute blue heeler coming to vist me. She's a chronic escape artist - it's a heeler thing - and she pops across the road to see what's going on, and she has this adorable wriggly dance of "HEY PEOPLE I LOVE YOU IF I APPROACH BUTT FIRST WILL YOU PAT IT?".
This morning, I was doing crunches on the mat, and I had my eyes closed because I was dying. I could hear my trainer giggling, which seemed unusually cruel of her, so I opened my eyes to find doggie standing over me, gazing adoringly into my face.
[Blue heeler with a big doggy smile, sitting on asphalt]
One day, she brought me a piece of cardboard in her mouth - she found Wally! (Where's Waldo is called Wally over here.)
[Tattered piece of cardboard with a man's face on it]
She's super clever. I wish her owner would do something to stop her crossing the road by herself. Then again, I know heelers, and there's no stopping them sometimes. They are little Houdinis.
While I'm under the cut, I'm really happy with the way my workouts are going. I have disabling osteoarthritis in the knee, and my specific goals have been to build up core strength, improve my walking endurance, and, as a very distant goal, to get up off the swiss ball for the majority of my workout. This year, I've gone from 'This is how you crunch' to getting my shoulders properly up off the mat, to doing thirty at a time with no (great) difficulty. I started with ten steps between exercises, and now I'm at 120. (This week, I did 120 steps, 20 squats, then 120 steps without having to stop - this is huge for me.) And because this week, I discovered that my swiss ball didn't so much have a rip, as it had a great gaping channel torn in it, I did my workout without it. So that's something I didn't honestly expect to be able to do, and I have done it twice before the year is out.
I need to note these things down because I forget, and when I'm having a bad pain day, I find myself saying that exercise is bad, it's accelerating the degeneration, it's making me worse. It really is not making me worse, it's making me stronger and fitter. (Being fat, I have a complicated relationship with exercise, and have spent many decades seeing it as punitive, even though I actually have an epic and glorious endorphin response to it.) Last week, I had a moment post-workout when I was completely, utterly pain free and stable on both my legs - I had to telllilacsigil about it, so she could remind me that it had happened. There is positive improvement happening, yay!
The local outdoor pool opened this week, so we'll be doing laps in there next week. If you hear a loud EEEEEEEEEEEEEE noise next Monday morning, that will be me, waist deep in icy, icy water. It's solar heated, and there hasn't been much sun yet.
The other thing I wanted to note down so I remember it (because it happened too fast for the phone) was on Tuesday. We were driving along the ridge of a gully, and there was a bird kerfuffle off to the left (my side, the passenger side.) When I looked left, I was eye to eye with an eagle, omg. It was flipping huge, flying through the gully, while magpies buzzed it. It's too late for chicks in the nest, so it must have had a go at the adults? Anyway, wedge tailed eagle, bloody enormous, flying like a boss with those amazing swoops they do, while two magpies about the size of its head chivvied it, fluttering over it and under it, and oh wow. It was like suddenly being in the middle of an aerial dog fight.
Eagle. Very big. (Sometimes they stoop on cars here and damage the roof with their talons.)
Recs:
The Deep End (8697 words) by emilyenrose
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Sam Wilson (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Sex Pollen, Dubious Consent, Humor, Angst
Summary:
Spy shenanigans, and Natasha/Steve/Bucky, and it's all good.
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what you are asking fits with everything on my list (7356 words) by irnan
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Crack
Summary:
I must have been on a bit of a poly bender? This is also Natasha/Steve/Bucky, and also has an excellent villain
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A particle, a wave (1068 words) by kvikindi
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Characters: Howard Stark
Additional Tags: Manhattan Project, References to Injury of a Child
Summary:
Short and very ouchy Howard POV.
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Hooked on a Feeling (2901 words) by fmo
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel (Movies), X-Men - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: mildly a crossover with X-Men, Fluff, get-together
Summary:
X-Men fusion, which is always like candy for me - who gets what power? What do they do with it? This is short, not particularly angsty, and very neatly done.
And back to the carbuncle mine I go.
Old man stories. I love writing this fic!
lilacsigil will be giving me major side-eye when she reads this, because she had to sit through three weeks of hair tearing and chest beating while I got to this point. (Also, I'm rapidly approaching the part where I really need to know what happens and I really don't know what happens. Again. Every year. I cannot plan for shit, I really can't.)
I work out twice a week with a personal trainer, and we meet at the local netball courts to do this - lately there's been this super cute blue heeler coming to vist me. She's a chronic escape artist - it's a heeler thing - and she pops across the road to see what's going on, and she has this adorable wriggly dance of "HEY PEOPLE I LOVE YOU IF I APPROACH BUTT FIRST WILL YOU PAT IT?".
This morning, I was doing crunches on the mat, and I had my eyes closed because I was dying. I could hear my trainer giggling, which seemed unusually cruel of her, so I opened my eyes to find doggie standing over me, gazing adoringly into my face.
[Blue heeler with a big doggy smile, sitting on asphalt]
One day, she brought me a piece of cardboard in her mouth - she found Wally! (Where's Waldo is called Wally over here.)
[Tattered piece of cardboard with a man's face on it]
She's super clever. I wish her owner would do something to stop her crossing the road by herself. Then again, I know heelers, and there's no stopping them sometimes. They are little Houdinis.
While I'm under the cut, I'm really happy with the way my workouts are going. I have disabling osteoarthritis in the knee, and my specific goals have been to build up core strength, improve my walking endurance, and, as a very distant goal, to get up off the swiss ball for the majority of my workout. This year, I've gone from 'This is how you crunch' to getting my shoulders properly up off the mat, to doing thirty at a time with no (great) difficulty. I started with ten steps between exercises, and now I'm at 120. (This week, I did 120 steps, 20 squats, then 120 steps without having to stop - this is huge for me.) And because this week, I discovered that my swiss ball didn't so much have a rip, as it had a great gaping channel torn in it, I did my workout without it. So that's something I didn't honestly expect to be able to do, and I have done it twice before the year is out.
I need to note these things down because I forget, and when I'm having a bad pain day, I find myself saying that exercise is bad, it's accelerating the degeneration, it's making me worse. It really is not making me worse, it's making me stronger and fitter. (Being fat, I have a complicated relationship with exercise, and have spent many decades seeing it as punitive, even though I actually have an epic and glorious endorphin response to it.) Last week, I had a moment post-workout when I was completely, utterly pain free and stable on both my legs - I had to tell
lilacsigil about it, so she could remind me that it had happened. There is positive improvement happening, yay! The local outdoor pool opened this week, so we'll be doing laps in there next week. If you hear a loud EEEEEEEEEEEEEE noise next Monday morning, that will be me, waist deep in icy, icy water. It's solar heated, and there hasn't been much sun yet.
The other thing I wanted to note down so I remember it (because it happened too fast for the phone) was on Tuesday. We were driving along the ridge of a gully, and there was a bird kerfuffle off to the left (my side, the passenger side.) When I looked left, I was eye to eye with an eagle, omg. It was flipping huge, flying through the gully, while magpies buzzed it. It's too late for chicks in the nest, so it must have had a go at the adults? Anyway, wedge tailed eagle, bloody enormous, flying like a boss with those amazing swoops they do, while two magpies about the size of its head chivvied it, fluttering over it and under it, and oh wow. It was like suddenly being in the middle of an aerial dog fight.
Eagle. Very big. (Sometimes they stoop on cars here and damage the roof with their talons.)
Recs:
The Deep End (8697 words) by emilyenrose
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, Sam Wilson (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Sex Pollen, Dubious Consent, Humor, Angst
Summary:
In this story: exquisitely tragic and beautiful Russian romance, James Bond shenanigans, designer drugs with highly specific effects, Steve Rogers’ overactive imagination, a swimming metaphor. Also: a villain has a secret sex room, some assassins join the mile high club, and Captain America punches a shark.
Spy shenanigans, and Natasha/Steve/Bucky, and it's all good.
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what you are asking fits with everything on my list (7356 words) by irnan
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov
Characters: Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes, Sam Wilson (Marvel)
Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst, Crack
Summary:
Bucky's been trying to set Steve up since 1935. Natasha's been trying to set him up since 2012. What's more logical than that they should join forces?
Bucky would like Sam Wilson to know that that is not actually a dirty joke about him and Nat, thank you and fuck off. (Even though it kinda is.)
I must have been on a bit of a poly bender? This is also Natasha/Steve/Bucky, and also has an excellent villain
---
A particle, a wave (1068 words) by kvikindi
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Characters: Howard Stark
Additional Tags: Manhattan Project, References to Injury of a Child
Summary:
"My father helped defeat the Nazis. He worked on the Manhattan Project."
Short and very ouchy Howard POV.
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Hooked on a Feeling (2901 words) by fmo
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marvel (Movies), X-Men - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers
Additional Tags: mildly a crossover with X-Men, Fluff, get-together
Summary:
Some guy creates a machine that gives everybody in New York mutant powers. Bucky gets empathy, which initially makes him very cranky, but later enables him to figure some stuff out that he might not have figured out otherwise, and ultimately turns out to be the very best power of all.
X-Men fusion, which is always like candy for me - who gets what power? What do they do with it? This is short, not particularly angsty, and very neatly done.
And back to the carbuncle mine I go.