04 January 2019 @ 04:51 pm
Hello! Thank you so much for taking time out to write me something! Hopefully this letter will help if you need a little more info.

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22 October 2018 @ 10:49 pm
Hello my dear writer! Thank you so much for taking time out to write me something! Hopefully this letter will help if you need a little more info.

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04 January 2018 @ 11:42 am
Hello my dear writer! Thank you so much for taking time out to write me something! Hopefully this letter will help if you need a little more info.

Just to let you know: I was later to the Chocolate Box party and as such missed the nominations part of the proceedings. As such, I will mention other pairings that I would have nominated had I been on more on the ball, but you in no way have to write them. Just, if they are your jam, I absolutely wouldn’t say no. :) (I also don’t know if this would work but I like giving people options)

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08 February 2017 @ 07:33 pm
Just to let you all know, I've made (and imported this journal to) a dreamwidth account. So you can now find me here on dreamwidth as well as here. That one will probably just be the back up to this one - though I think I have to post to dreamwidth to get the whole crossposting thing, it doesn't work the other way.

Anyway, add me on there if you want!
16 November 2016 @ 08:57 pm
So, the past week has been rather terrible, hasn't it? Which makes a lovely change from the rather terrible year we've been having. As such, I have decided to do a thing.

I have set up a JustGiving page, where I'm aiming to raise £500 to donate to Planned Parenthood in VP-elect (and general terrible human being) Mike Pence's name. Because this way, I can do good while being passive-aggressive, and that's my favourite way to do things.

Let's piss off Mike Pence
Donate to Planned Parenthood

And feel free to share around. :)
24 June 2016 @ 10:58 am
Okay. So, if you don't hear from me for a while, if I'm not online, it's because I am dealing with the fact that I'm in the process of watching my country jump off a fucking cliff.

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15 May 2016 @ 04:25 pm
Thank you for taking part in our little exchange and for writing me a story! I'm sure I'll love anything you do. :D (And I'm sorry the posting of this letter was late. If it wasn't for [ profile] geckoholic I'm sure the entire exercise would have been a complete mess.)

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04 May 2016 @ 07:08 pm
Title: I’m Wide Awake, It’s Morning - Chapter 4
Parings: Clint Barton/Natasha Romanov, Kate Bishop/America Chavez, past - Clint Barton/Jessica Drew
Rating: R
Warnings: shitbag brothers
Word count: 9844 (this chapter)

In which there is a piñata, a party and a prison visit.
02 December 2015 @ 08:01 pm
I was going to do one of my December topics today (if you want to suggest one, go here), but they are currently debating in the House of Commons whether or not to call airstrikes on Syria, and I am not in the mood.

I understand that this is democracy in action. I understand that there are other points of view. But I don't understand how people can be so blind to the suffering of others. This isn't Call of Duty, this isn't a video game. There will be other people on the end of those missiles; people with lives and loves and families. With hopes and fears, who want to be doctors, lawyers, teachers. Who want to live in a peaceful world where their "allies" don't bomb them because they happen to come from the same country as people who want to do harm.

My dad always said that my grandma - when she got annoyed with something people were doing, or the government was doing, or anything like that - would sometimes say "what this country needs is a good war!" And I understand what she meant. We are so comfortable, we've forgotten what it's like to live in fear, what it's like to pull together for a common goal, what it's like to be a victim. Collectively, we are used to shifting the problem. The last war fought on British soil ended in 1945. So few people are still alive who remember what it was like.

I've been on twitter, half following the #SyriaVote hashtag. It's just full of people opposed to the airstrikes, which makes a nice change from hashtags you think will be full of people who think the same as you and turn out to think Donald Trump would be great for America. But anyway, in one of those tweets I found this:

Tony Benn was a legendary Labour MP who died a couple of years ago. He was liberal, anti-war and very articulate. He had four kids and one is Hilary Benn, Labour MP. Hilary Benn will be closing the debate tonight, just before they go to vote.

Hilary Benn supports airstrikes on Syria.
10 May 2015 @ 07:59 pm
This was supposed to be something completely different, but turned into this instead because I couldn't be bothered to make the original idea work.

Title: Read Between the Lines
Rating: G
Pairing: none
Warnings: meta-ish? Fake links.
Disclaimer: watch as I write fiction about fiction
Notes: Unbeta'd. Post-Cap2 canon compliant. Won't work properly if you have fonts in any colour that isn't black.

Extract from Fear Intelligence: Accountability, Government Secrecy and the SHIELD/Hydra Exposé by Helen F. Walker and S. Katerina Nesbø )

I have no idea how to put this on AO3.
22 April 2015 @ 04:49 pm
To Build A Home
[ 1400 words | non-beta'd | G | no warnings but see disclaimer ]

Disclaimer: this is not meant as speculation on AoU, this is not me 'retconning' for any sort of purpose, I'm not trying to fix anything I've read about or heard speculated. This is simply an idea I had regarding Clint and his apparent propensity for picking up strays with no motive other than to give them a chance. This has potential-AoU references in it, but is not me trying to fix anything. I don't think it's not going up on AO3 though.

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02 January 2015 @ 08:59 pm
Title: Snowblindness
Rating: PG13
Pairings: none
Wordcount: 4572
Warnings: injury
Disclaimer: lies and untruths
Beta: [ profile] inkvoices. Thank you again!
Notes: written for [ profile] alphaflyer as part of [ profile] igrockspock's winter fic exchange. Essentially amounts to Melinda, Maria and Natasha in Austria saving Clint's arse. Go team!

They were in the Central Alps in Austria, in December at night fall, because if Clint Barton was going to be compromised, he was going to do it properly. And apparently that meant doing so in stupidly inaccessible places in the snow.
17 November 2014 @ 05:07 pm
Title: Tippping Point
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: pre-Tony/Pepper
Wordcount: 3862
Warnings: implied/referenced suicide
Beta: [ profile] alphaflyer
Notes: I wrote this because I was reading the graphic novel Climate Changed by Phillipe Squarzoni and even though I studied climate science as part of my degree and already knew most of what I was reading, it was still making me really angry. Tony got into clean energy after shutting down Stark Industries' weapons manufacturing, so I figured he must have been pissed about it too.

Living with your boss means sometimes you forget that he’s your boss.
27 September 2014 @ 01:38 pm
Title: Not Doing This Alone
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: none
Wordcount: 8254
Warnings: metions of suicude, homelessness, mild angst, PTSD
Disclaimer: Watch me as I write fiction about fiction. All recognisable characters are property of Marvel and Disney.
Beta: The wonderful [ profile] inkvoices, who has been utterly fantastic in keeping this from veering into ridiculous accents and melodrama.
Notes: Bucky on the streets of Brooklyn; Hawkguy fusion, outside POV. Written for [ profile] sholio as part of [ profile] avengersfest 2014. Totally went out of my comfort zone writing Bucky and I'm super glad I did.

Unless you don’t got nowhere else to go, you don’t come down Blake Street way. It’s cold and there’s no shelter, ‘cept for what condemned lots provide. Got worse after the aliens though. One of them sled thingies crashed straight through the front of 37. Don’t matter all that much, ‘cos no one ‘cept homeless have lived there for years, but weird rotting alien bodies and that sled thing brought Feds and Blake Street ain’t the place anyone wants Feds. Full of people just making do, ‘cept Feds think that’s illegal. Fuckin’ Feds.
Current Music: bastille (i think?)
28 August 2014 @ 09:58 pm
I have returned from Ireland! It was nice. I had 13 hours sleep one night and saw the ugliest baby Jesus I've ever seen. I also wrote a story, long-hand, in two small notebooks (yes I completely filled a notebook). I like it but it's very... British. So I'm not sure it's going to be all that popular. But then again, that shouldn't matter really, should it? it's the first time I've tried Peggy POV and the first time I've written a relationship that isn't Clint/Natasha. It could be crap. We'll see.

Anyway, two fics written for the [ profile] be_compromised Promptathon.

Title: Be Humankind
Rating: PG13
Pairings: Clint/Natasha, Peggy/Steve, Tony/Pepper, Maria/OFC
Wordcount: 5567
Warnings: none
Beta: the lovely [ profile] inkvoices
Notes: Written for [ profile] inkvoices prompt: put Clint and Natasha in your place of work. My place of work is boring as shit, so I chose my voluntary job instead, which I love.

“OK, I know I haven’t worked with you lot for over a year but,” Peggy waves her hand to indicate Natasha in town and Clint in the back, “am I missing something?”

Title: Only Finger-Lengths
Rating: PG13
Pairings: Clint/Natasha
Wordcount: 660
Warnings: character death
Beta: none
Notes: Written for [ profile] hufflepuffsneak's prompt: Natasha reads Clint's will or vice versa. This is the vice versa

“I am sorry for your loss, Mr Barton.”

Clint snorts. “Do you even know who I’ve lost?”
Current Music: snow patrol feat. martha wainwright - set the fire to the third bar (in my head)
16 August 2014 @ 10:34 pm
Title: Just Like The Setting Sun
Fandom: MCU
Rating: 15/Mature
Pairings: Clint/Natasha
Wordcount: 1650
Warnings: implied rape, slavery, death
Disclaimer: Watch me as I write fiction about fiction.
Beta: [ profile] alphaflyer
Notes: Written for the [ profile] be_compromised Promptathon of Magic and Joy 2014 for my own prompt: Gladiator AU. Where they're both gladiators. Title from Setting Sun by Howling Bells.

Instead the fat man gives her a sword – indirectly, because he is stupid but he is not stupid – and when she has killed those within immediate reach he smiles. And though they do not share a language, his meaning is clear.

Fight for me, little girl.

She is not little, but she fights.
Current Music: jenna on skype
03 July 2014 @ 10:56 pm
Title: This Bitter Earth
Pairing(s): Clint/Natasha
Rating: Teen
Wordcount: 1301
Warnings: Angst, starvation, background character death(s).
Remixing: The Nature of Dust by [ profile] inkvoices
Author's Note: Pinch hit for the [ profile] be_compromised Remix Exchange 2014. I was really angry about climate change when I wrote this, which is fitting as it's a gift for a fellow geographer, and I am possibly more proud of this story than I am of anything I have ever written before.

Summary: The only beautiful things here are her and the stars. And he can’t reach the stars.
Current Music: max richter - this bitter earth / on the nature of daylight
22 June 2014 @ 10:57 am
Title: Firebird
Pairing(s): none
Rating: M
Wordcount: 2461
Warnings: See AO3 tags. Almost everything is implied rather than explicitly stated.
Remixing: Ghost Towns by [ profile] enigma731
Author's Note: Written for the [ profile] be_compromised Remix Exchange 2014. I wrote this a while ago, so I can't really remember if I chose this story to remix, or if it just chose me. Though I do feel slightly bad that I ended up remixing a fic based on my own prompt. :/

She is seventeen and she is Odette (but she is not, she is not) and she is picking off people like flies
Current Music: cerys matthews on bbc 6music
02 June 2014 @ 10:46 pm
This is the closest thing I have to a finished cosplay and I love it. Obviously, I need the right tshirt (surprisingly difficult to find), the right accesories and to finish the jacket (since these photos were taken, I have a tacked blue stripe down one sleeve and a pinned blue stripe down the other. Sleeves are hard.) And then small things, like dying my boot leather and stuff.

Cut for photos )

Also, when I went out to show dad (because I am a child :P) he said, 'oh I know what your legs remind me of!' and then showed me a pale grey slug in the compost heap. Nice, dad. :P

In other news: Written for ATTF: Welcome Summer!

Stay (Wasting Time)
Clint/Natasha | G | 635 words | no warnings
Natasha maintins that rocky beaches are better than sandy beaches
Current Music: amelie ost - le moulin
20 May 2014 @ 09:34 pm
Title: Going Underground (Or: Five People Who Helped Save London, Even if They Didn't Know It)
Fandom: Thor
Rating: G
Pairings: None
Wordcount: 3075
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Watch me as I write fiction about fiction. All recognisable characters are property of Marvel and Disney.
Beta: [ profile] inkvoices. Thank you my dear!
Notes: As a (currently displaced) Londoner, this scene is both hilarious and wrong (see comments). So I fixed it.

“This is a service update from the control room at King’s Cross Station. The Jubilee Line is part suspended between Canada Water and Stratford, and the Docklands Light Railway between Limehouse, All Saints, Canning Town and South Quay due to…Unexpected occurrences... in the Greenwich area. People travelling to the Greenwich area are advised to… not.

There is a good service on all other London Underground Lines.”
Current Music: stromae - tous les memes