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Project Title: Brittle bodies with eternal souls

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Link to fic by captainspring: AO3

Link to art by Flower: Squidge (also embedded in the first chapter)

Summary:
Someone had tried to kill Nick Fury, and Steve’s lucky he was there to prevent it, because that’s how he learned the first of the two most important things in his life.

The ghost story that everyone knows as the Winter Soldier? Turns out, it’s Bucky.

When Steve demands to be assigned to the Winter Soldier case, Fury indulges him. After all, who’d be better at catching a super soldier than another super soldier, right? Steve is good at pulling off stuff nobody else can.

Stuff like restoring Bucky’s memory. Because during one of their encounters, the Winter Soldier puts his finger in Steve’s mouth, and Steve learns the second most important thing in his life.

While Bucky’s mind might not remember him, Bucky’s body certainly does.

Warnings: Explicit smut, Minor character death, Violent murder & its consequences, Blood, Temporary suffocation (non-sexy kind), Panic attack

Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, minor characters

Pairings: Steve Rogers/James "Bucky" Barnes

When I Started: August 2024

How I Lost My Shit: Got distracted by all the other WIPs and shiny multifandom events.

How I Finished My Shit: Signing up for WIPBB gave me the much needed source of accountability to pull my shit together and finish this fic.

marcicat

*WE MADE IT!!!

*what a month it has been

*total goal word count: 25,000

*total current word count: 25,345

*goal achieved! now I just need to... ::checks notes:: finish the story

*I mean, the ending is written, and I'm 10,000% done with striving, so whatever it was that happened (or didn't happen, mostly) in the last couple chapters is just going to stay that way

*mostly I want to do a read-through to make sure I didn't leave any sentences unfinished (haha would I do that? yes, definitely)

*current story summary: A series of awkward conversations.

katriona_s

Now November is ending!! I can’t believe!

Today it’s fine and warm. In the morning our garden cats were enjoying the sun on the wooden verandah. Again, I had to wait for a while(till the cats left there) to spread my futon mattresses on it to air :(

This year The persimmon harvest was good, after I had picked many fruits to eat, there still are many fruits left on the branches, now they attract many birds. Sometimes they(birds, not the fruits XD) are quite noisy but it’s fun to see them eating the fruits.

Can you see the moon in the blue sky?

The feast for birds.

malinaldarose

I slept in just a bit this morning (only about half an hour), but I have already been trapped under a cat, so there's that, I suppose. Parker jumped onto my desk while I was reading DW and I was trapped for half an hour or so. Fortunately, I had the commentary on the Miss Universe pageant gowns linked to by

senmut to keep me company.

I am noticing that my computer is making a droning electrical noise this morning and I am beginning to wonder if I need to start looking for a replacement after all. Le sigh. Sure, why not. I clearly haven't spent enough money this weekend.

Speaking of which, I did not end up getting the new vacuum at BJ's. Between stacking coupons and discounts, Kohl's ended up having the better price, and now I will have $45 of Kohl's cash to spend on new pajamas, since mine are becoming threadbare. Which is easy enough, since rather than expensive pajama sets, I buy flannel bottoms and regular t-shirts a size up from what I normally wear. Works just fine and is basically what pajama sets are anyway.

Yesterday, I went out to the grocery store after the pharmacy opened at 9:00 a.m. It turned out that the doctor's office had sent a new prescription, so they filled it for me while I picked up a few things. When I got home and put the stuff away, the first load of laundry was done, so that got hung up in the basement and the second load put in.

I looked at my do-list and looked at all the things that need to be done around the house and just shook my head. There's no way. So, instead of trying to put fall decorations away and get out winter ones, I sat down at my desk and listened to Wait Wait Don't Tell Me while drawing the January pages in my home calendar for next year. I've decided to use the somewhat fiddly box layout that I rejected for my work calendar. I'm getting tired of the boxes with triangular flags that I have used for the last couple of years. I got all of January drawn, though I'm not certain I'm going to include the trackers and notes pages that I've had for the last couple of years, because I didn't use them at all this year, so what's the point? I might try something else, instead, or I might just flow one month into another as I do with my work calendars. We'll see. Also, while I like the idea of a book journal, I didn't keep up with it, so I think that's just going to turn into my new book where I just keep my lists of what I have read (which grew out of the 50 Book Challenge years and years and years ago -- I have been keeping the current book since 2008, but I'm down to the last few pages, so I need to start a new one).

After that, I tok the work calendar upstairs and decorated the August and September pages. I was certain last week that I would have it finished and ready to go to work with me tomorrow, but I don't know that I'm going to make it. I need to do the December pages in my home calendar today, and I suppose if I did nothing else, I'd be able to finish the work calendar...but I'm not betting on it....

Last evening, I had dinner early because I skipped lunch, then I cleaned the kitchen, and settled on the couch and read all evening, until I finished Enchanter's End Game. So that's The Belgariad finished. I am debating whether or not I want to go on to The Malloreon. I might decide to read something else first and then go on to it. Or I might just go grab it as being easier than trying to choose something new.

It is 29° this morning. According to the weather wiseacres, it's supposed to get up to 39° and both rain and snow. Won't that be fun? I thought briefly about going to see if the new bookstore had any more stock this week than they did last week, but I don't think I'll be doing that. Too many other things to do to waste my time on that. (And it would be a waste of time, I am certain.)

Current Mood: okay

oursin

Happy birthday,

smw!

spikedluv

I did not go downtown today. I had planned ahead and did my usual ‘Saturday shopping’ yesterday. We weren’t supposed to get that much snow, but I thought, just in case. Good thing I did. I had already decided to stay home, but Pip called after he got to work to tell me the roads were a hot mess and that I shouldn’t go out. I didn’t tell him that I answered the phone from back in bed. *g*

I shoveled the sidewalk, did two loads of laundry, hand-washed dishes, finished clearing off/dusting in the dining room, AND THEN GOT OUT my Christmas decorations!! (I can’t believe I have it done earlier than the week before Christmas, lol!), went for a walk with Pip and the dogs, cut up chicken for the dogs' meals, and scooped kitty litter.

I visited mom and stopped at Stewart’s (for gas and milk) on the way home. We had various leftovers for supper. I read fanfic and watched a Hallmark Christmas movie and some HGTV programs. Dr. Pol was my evening background tv.

Temps started out at 28.6(F) and reached 39.9. (By the time I got home from mom’s ~3pm it was already down to 31.1! And the sun was still shining some. I really hate this time of the year.)

We got over 6" of snow (TWC app says 8"), because there was quite a bit more on the sidewalk when I shoveled again this morning. By the time I went down to see mom (after lunch) the roads were clear of snow and just wet, where any remaining snow had melted. And the sun was shining nice and bright, as is often the case after a snowstorm!

Mom Update:

Mom was doing well when I saw her. ( more back here )

mific posting in

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Fandom: Tolkien: Lord of the Rings
Characters/Pairing/Other Subject: Elrond
Content Notes/Warnings: none
Medium: digital art
Artist on DW/LJ: n/a
Artist Website/Gallery: leucisticpuffin on tumblr
Why this piece is awesome: This is a lovingly detailed depiction of the garden at Imladris (Rivendell), with a somewhat younger Elrond sitting, reading. The notes are interesting as well, giving additional detail. I like the warm tones, and of course the amazing gardens and scenery.
Link: Elrond in the flower garden at Imladris

rynling

For the past twenty years, two things have been happening in 2D animation. First, American studios have been offshoring in-between frames to Asia (as was the case in Adventure Time and Steven Universe). Second, Japanese studios have started to do the same thing after being accused of literally killing young people in their own industry by forcing them to create in-between frames under grueling conditions. I've quoted and excerpted two articles under the cut.

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To me, the antidote to the "line must always go up" issue with larger studios seems to be smaller studios that are largely independent from such concerns. The problem is that, especially for 2D animation, production is extremely labor-intensive, largely because of the necessity of creating in-between frames. If you're a manic college student whose body still works, maybe you can do this labor, and you can do it with joy. Back before everyone deleted their accounts, however, Twitter was filled with comics drawn by indie animators in their late 20s explaining why they were quitting: working that hard fucks you up both physically and psychologically. The labor is literally disabling.

Based on the foundation of work pioneered by 3D animation, the generation of in-between frames by AI could be a good and useful application for the technology as a labor-saving tool. It has so much potential, and I hate that it's being used against artists, specifically with the aim of eliminating them entirely. The technology has an amazing potential to solve critical problems that have persisted in the animation industry for decades; but, instead of empowering artists, it's become an existential threat. This is dystopian, and I hate it.

doreyg

Here, at last, is a far too long post containing my thoughts about Final Fantasy VII!

I’ve always wanted to experience Final Fantasy, but the thing is… I am really not very good at games. Pokemon is about my comfort level tbh, most other kinds of combat end up with me panicking wildly and simply not having a fun time. I refuse to even do the caves in Stardew Valley, the bugs just come at me too fast.

BUT these days there are LPs for basically everything on Youtube. :D And as I’m trying to ease back into watching more narrative content in my free time, as opposed to just binging mindless youtube videos and feeling vaguely bad about it, I thought that this’d be the perfect way to start bridging that gap. Which it was! …Kinda.

So, without any further ado, here are my thoughts on my watchthrough of Final Fantasy VII. I hope you enjoy!

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So, what’s next for me gaming wise? Well, tbh… I have been hankering after doing another semi-Nuzlocke (using the Nuzlocke catching rules, but not letting my poor babies die) in Pokemon. I played gen 5 last, so let’s see what awaits us in gen 6! :D

Also, I am watching Danganronpa: Despair Time, a Danganronpa fangame! I am still fairly early on, but I am enjoying it. :D

Current Mood: thoughtful

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1word1day

mantra [man-truh]

noun:
1 (Hindu) a word or formula, as from the Veda, chanted or sung as an incantation or prayer.
1 an often repeated word, formula, or phrase, often a truism

Examples:

Maybe the 'us against the world' mantra is something that can drive the team on towards the heights that they have so far been unable to get to. (Andy Burke, Is there 'entitlement' around Scotland or has Townsend misjudged criticism?, BBC, November 2025)

Maharishi taught a form of meditation derived from the Vedas, the foundation of philosophical thinking in India, known as mantra meditation, in which a person silently sits alone with the eyes closed, and repeats in the mind a sacred Sanskrit mantra that is believed to be endowed with spiritual potency. (Syama Allard, Buddhist mindfulness is all the rage, but Hinduism has a deep meditation tradition too, Hindu American Foundation, May 2021)

Greenland is still a place where 'the weather decides' can be a liberating mantra - once we accept that we're powerless to do anything about the weather, we can give up control. (Gabriel Leigh, Greenland Wants You to Visit. But Not All at Once., New York Times, February 2023)

It was hard to find adequate space to run and stretch and even harder to find a quiet corner for my breathing and mantra ritual. (Ibtihaj Muhammad, Proud)

He was sitting on the ground, his knees drawn up to his chest, and he was chanting the statement like a mantra, but loudly. (Dave Eggers, Zeitoun)

Origin:
1808, 'that part of the Vedas which contains hymns,' from Sanskrit mantra-s 'sacred message or text, charm, spell, counsel,' literally 'instrument of thought,' related to manyate 'thinks,' from PIE root men- 'to think.' Meaning 'sacred text used as a charm or incantation' is by 1900 (Online Etymology Dictionary)

rydra_wong

✨ holiday love meme 2025 ✨
my thread here

chez_jae

Kiss My Axe by May Archer

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

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Since I was snowed in today, I spent the day reading the rest of Kiss My Axe by May Archer. It’s a male/male romance set in the quaint Vermont town of Winsome. Main characters are Griffin Mercer, newly unemployed marketing exec, and Beckett Axford, lumber specialist.

Griffin’s career and dreams go up in flames when someone sabotages a million-dollar ad campaign he’d put his all into. Unemployed and seemingly unemployable, he’s given a lifeline when he learns he’s inherited property from a man he knew in his youth, whom he referred to as Uncle Jim. With his BFF, Milo, in tow, Griffin relocates (temporarily!) to Winsome VT, the home of busy bodies and pickles. As if that weren’t bad enough, he’s soon butting heads with Beckett Axford over an unrecorded easement agreement across the property that Jim left to him. Griffin is done being anyone’s doormat, and he digs in his heels, refusing to cave in to Beckett’s demands for access to his own tract of land.

Since taking over the family lumber business from his father, Beckett has been facing the pressure of running the company, working on schedules, and learning his father made some questionable deals that have Axford Lumber teetering on being in the red. When some upstart city boy refuses to allow Beck’s crew to cross his property to get to a tract of trees, Beckett sees red. Never mind how sexy Griffin Mercer is, nor how he makes Beckett feel.

A new May Archer series? Yes, please! This one did not disappoint. It was funny, tender, and vexing by turns. Characterizations were stellar, from the two mcs to Beckett’s mad family, Griffin's mothers, and the locals. There was even a smarmy villain and some interesting subplots thrown in. All of it written with Archer’s deft touch that makes you want to move to that setting and meet everyone there.

Favorite lines:
♦ Perky could not look more horrified if I laid out a pentagram on his linoleum floor and summoned a pickle demon.
♦ I glare at my brothers and cousin so hard they’d burst into flame if there were any justice in the world.
♦ I mentally shake my fist at the sky and think, Fucking Vermont.
♦ I’d spotted a half-dozen Winsomefolk gathered around the front window of the Pickle Jar, gasping like they’d just witnessed the second coming of Cucumber Christ.
♦ “I mean r-ride like a horse!” he blurts, cheeks going crimson so fast I almost hear the sizzle. “Like g-galloping. Trotting. Whinnying. Neeeiiiiighhh!” // “I never whinny on the first date, Mercer. That’s a hard neigh from me.”
♦ I’m trapped in a Norman Rockwell painting with people who simultaneously know me way too well and not at all.
♦ If the edge of his lips hadn’t twitched, I might have thought he blamed me for this surprise waffle attack.
♦ A bunch of people who have jobs and mortgages and the right to vote taking turns racing around the bar.
♦ “YOU THROW LIKE MY GRANDMOTHER’S POODLE!”

Delightful fun! I did figure some things out, while other things caught me by surprise. Lovely story, full of fun and feels. Five stars!

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Some Like It Hot" ~ The Power Station

settiai

It looks like Leslie Fish has passed away.

I've gotta admit, I'm torn on this one. In recent years, she's made it clear that she's transphobic, bigoted, and a generally horrible person all around. A fair bit of her music has meant a lot to me over the years, though, before it became widely known just what she's like.

So... yeah. I'm mourning for just how important she used to be to both me and fandom at large, but at the same time it's hard to be all that sad about the death of someone who's made it clear that she didn't consider me to be a person.

Current Mood: blank

yhlee

Saori WX60 + Clover Sakiori 60cm "feather" (reed/heddle thingy???) Frankenloom warping. This does work. It doesn't work all that well, but it works. Fortunately, the weaving is the fast part and this is a shorter warp, so I'll just finish this for exploration's sake and then return to "normal" warping. :)

Finished the 2-ply merino yarn!

mecurtin

Purrcy likes all the people who visited for T-day, and no-one extra was staying overnight here, but it was just ... a lot of feet, and voices, and hands. Today has had to be very clingy and relaxing, to wind down.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby is flopped on his side on a blue patterned bedspread, eyes half closed, partly stretched out, looking too tired to even curl up neatly.

Purrcy the tuxedo tabby is flopped on his side on a blue patterned bedspread, eyes half closed, partly stretched out, looking too tired to even curl up neatly.

I was able to let go completely and have E&P do almost everything for T-day because of a combo of pain & exhaustion from pain. We ate at 5, so early in the day there was dining room table clearing, and giving bills to me in my study to look at and pay. And I remember asking Dirk to bring me the shoulder-shaped ice pack, and later him coming in to ask me a question and all I could was just ... stare at him, because even as the pain went down the exhaustion from it surged forward and there was nothing left.

So Purrcy & I had to lie in bed a lot of the time. I couldn't really fall asleep, but I continued binge-reading.

This week's binge-read was Sarah Monette's Doctrine of Labyrinths 4-book series, now re-issued under her Katherine Addison pen name, the better to pull in fans of The Goblin Emperor and the other books in The Chronicles of Osreth. I found them a quick read and enjoyable enough, though partly because I could see how many elements there are in these early works that she re-worked for the Osreth books, and which elements she decided meh, don't have to do that again.

Reused elements: stories within the story; labyrinths; lower-class people having important POVs; palaces being full of servants who know stuff & who you'd better get to know; theatrical costumes are a great way for a woman to get upper-class clothing even if she's not upper class; aristocrats are mostly assholes.

Element she realized she didn't need to reuse: POV character who's an asshole. OMG Felix is *such* a yaoi character, I now see why when Melusine came out & I was hearing about it 2nd hand your opinions were *so* divergent. Because on the one hand, he's just the Maximum Poor Little Mew Mew ... on the other hand, when "sane" he's a total jerk and bully toward Mildmay & anyone else in range of his tongue.

So the series as a whole feels like her working out, can I develop Felix's backstory enough to show how he was shaped into a charismatic abuser, and then can I believably show him becoming a better person? And I dunno if I'll read the series again, because it just is too many chapters from Felix's POV. I 1000x prefer Maia and Thara, both of whom absolutely abhor picking fights, *shudder*.

torachan

1. I had a pretty restful day today, which was nice after two busy (if fun) days. It was pretty chilly, which I wish had been the case yesterday or Thursday, but I'll take now anyway. Tomorrow's supposed to be low 60s, too.

2. I finished another puzzle today. This was a 750 piece one but went pretty quickly as it had a lot of pattern and color differentiation.

3. Carla bought some gingerbread oatmilk recently and I had some tonight in a mug of cocoa and it goes so well together!

4. Found a hidden Molly in the curtain.

cornerofmadness

I haven't been a great friend this month. I've not responded to about 80% of the comments I've gotten since Nov 7th. I've commented on a few posts and that's it. I've read no fanfic and barely any books. I've cleaned nothing. I didn't even realize I was out of insulin until today when I realized after I got back from Jackson. I thought one bag was my short acting humalog but nope it's all long acting toujeo. Now I have to spend time I don't have going back to Jackson tomorrow.

So yeah that's how out of things I am. The only constructive things I did was go to the coffee shop to write (finished another chapter in an upcoming Hazbin wip), hit kroger and cvs for some clove oil (as it occurs to me it can numb my gum and it's antimicrobial). And I managed to change my summer clothes for the winter. I need to ditch about 20 of these old t-shirts.

But there was some joy. Abney Park did something weird and fun a 'choose your own adventure' concert. The fans in the chat told them what game board square to go to as we thread a maze to the space ship and then they'd green screen a background and we had to guess what the song was and then they'd play it. Some of us fans were so damn fast we had the songs before they even gave a clue. It was different and fun.

And it is Science Saturday

Did a NASA telescope really 'see' dark matter? Strange gamma-rays spark bold claims, but scientists urge caution

We May Now Know Why Alzheimer's Erases Memories of Our Loved Ones

Neanderthals cannibalized 'outsider' women and children 45,000 years ago at cave in Belgium

New Diabetes Pill Works as Well as Ozempic For Weight Loss, Trial Finds Probably works similar to Rybelsus which made me so ill

A fossilized foot found 15 years ago belonged to enigmatic human relative that lived alongside Lucy, scientists say

Study Reveals The Anal Sex Techniques Women Love (And You've Never Even Heard Of) No, really and it was a study of thousands

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: Devil Doll

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Title: In case of emergency
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Ianto, Jack, Gwen, Rhys
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 1,085 words
Content notes: Spoilers for Torchwood book “Consequences - Virus”
Author notes: Written for Challenge 498 - First aid
Summary: Ianto is in need of some attention after having saved the day.

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