And God said, “This shit is cray.”

I AM THE MOST LATE TO THE PARTY, BUT I HAVE FINALLY WATCHED THE EAGLE.

HOW DOES THIS MOVIE EXIST IN REAL LIFE?


BRB READING EVERY MARCUS/ESCA FIC ON AO3.

Ugh, I did not mean to go so long without an update! :( Life has been a little crazy as of late, but I hate the thought that I'm falling out of practice with posting to LJ.

So! Things! Yesterday I completed my FIFTH half marathon, whaaaaat? It was by far the hardest race I've ever done, but that's kind of the point of it: if you know anything about Kansas City's Hospital Hill Run, you know it's all about the hills. But it's also ranked in the top 20 half marathons in the country, and some of the greatest runners in America have run this course. And the good news is that my time wasn't horrible (for me) and I feel really great about how I performed. Plus I got a ~snazzy~ track jacket.

Fandom-wise, I'm in a weird spot where no one is really talking about the fandoms I care about, and my Tumblr dash is full of things I don't care about. Whine whine whine, whatever. I just want ComicCon to happen and then everyone can get back to talking about all things Marvel, heh. I'm moderately interested in the new season of Teen Wolf, but the fandom's kind of burned me out on that show. We'll see if I've still got the werewolf mojo come next week.

Oh my goodness, it's been a crazy past few weeks. The good news is, I started my new job! And it's pretty great! I'm not doing a whole lot besides training/shadowing/asking anxiety-ladened questions, but I'm enjoying everything so far. And after a comment from torakowalski this morning, let me just say that if anyone has questions on how US college systems work in terms of credits/courses/graduation, I AM YOUR MAN.

So glad I got the Regency AU posted this week. FINALLY. I've been a bit blown away by the response to it, wow. Naturally, when I wrote the Clint/Coulson side story, I KNEW I was just torturing myself. You have no idea how long I agonized over how to fit those two into this story, and then suddenly it just came to me, and now I really do think it could be its own fic, sob. Mostly just Coulson having his life threatened and Clint swooping in to the rescue.

Saw Iron Man 3 this weekend and had allllllll the feelings. Still in a bit of a post-IM3 stupor. I will safely say without spoilers that it's MUCH better than IM2, and maybe on par with IM1. The dialogue is to die for.

The worst part is, I just want Avengers 2, is that so much to ask for?? I NEED THE TEEEEEEAM. ;____;

Avengers Regency = 95% DONE. I have one last porn scene to finish, sob. As it stands now, this damn thing is at 31k and has taken me over sixteen months to complete. WHAT.

However, ria_oaks art is amaaaaaazing and wonderful and even if my story is terrible, you will LOVE her cover, okay. *____*


In other news, don't talk to me about Vikings.

This is probably borderline creeper-ing, but I have literally had this open in a tab all damn day and I just. I JUST.


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BB!CLARK GREGG, WHAT EVEN ARE YOOOOOOOOOOOU. I feel vindicated that all the teenage Phil Coulson fic I've written where he has ridiculously broad shoulders at 16-17 is FUCKING CANON.

SORRY NOT SORRY FOR THIS POST.

/literal agony

I'm slow at work, which means I am literally sitting here all o___o at my phone waiting for that job to call me and let me know whether they're hiring me or not, and the longer today goes by the more I think I'm not getting it, so LET'S HAVE SOME DISTRACTION, SHALL WE?

1. What's making you happy in one of your fandoms right now?
2. What's making you happy in your personal life right now?
3. What's making you happy in your work/academic life right now?
4. Name one celebrity crush.
5. Name one food you currently enjoy.
6. Name one kind of fic that always makes you happy.
7. Name one pairing that historically makes you happy.
8. Be randomly happy.

( ohhhhhh fandom )

Yes, I changed my default icon for the first time in, oh, four years?? I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM ANYMORE. Actually, that's not true; a black and white Hawkeye icon isn't all THAT different from a black and white panda icon...right? I just really love Clint Barton, okay. ;___; The panda's still around, don't worry. But for those of you who pictured me as a panda in real life, I'm sorry to throw your worldview out of whack.

I'm having some interesting live things happening lately. Yesterday I had a job interview with the university I used to work for. Long story short, I applied for a position with them over a month ago when my current job situation looked dire, and then forgot about it when things evened out. The thing is, this position is totally in keeping with my long-term career goals, and I applied for it thinking I wouldn't ever hear from them (when I worked there, I applied for a similar position and never got a response, but this was before I started working on my masters and had the appropriate experience). Let's just say the masters-in-progress on my resume makes a huge difference in who talks to you in higher ed. It's stupid, but true.

While this position will help immensely with making me super marketable in the future, it's not a pay raise. Also, I'll have to work later hours (although they will make compensations for the nights I have class). Not to mention I'll have to pay the remainder of my masters tuition out of pocket. But on the flip side, I'll be on a salary scale that will have me making more in two years than I ever would in my current job. And there's the whole "it'll make my resume shiny" aspect.

I haven't even been offered the job yet, so this may all be a moot point. But if I am offered, it'll be a tough decision. Ugh, adult things. :( Ugh, life. :(

Bylines (Chapter 9)
Clint/Coulson, Tony/Steve | NC-17 (eventually) | 4300 words (this part)

The morning after. (And Natasha makes a mean breakfast.)

This is a WIP for now, but I promise to update regularly! Explicit warning is for the porn that will, uh, be pretty far down the line, sorry.

You can follow the tags for this story here or at Tumblr. :)

I've been out with the death flu since last Friday, so I hadn't been in the office until this morning. And lo and behold, I am greeted with the most FANTASTIC NEWS: remember the horrible VP of my department who was making everyone miserable and was the cause for my sudden frantic job hunting? HE WAS FIRED ON FRIDAY!!!!! Along with the equally horrible director who served under him, who was at one point supposed to be my new boss.

\o/ H A L L E L U J A H \o/

I no longer need to look for a new job! I can keep the one I like! It's like Christmas in March.

Even with the death flu, I managed to turn in my harlequinbbang rough draft. And I have an artist? I'm just praying I don't experience my usual big bang drama and get totally screwed out of my art. :/ (I shouldn't say that, I've had some really great collaborations with artists! Just...sometimes the bad experiences stick with you.)

And holy hell, y'all, if you haven't had a chance to start watching Vikings on The History Channel, PLEASE DO SO. It's tropey to the max and has everything from gorgeous, smirky blue-eyed Norsemen (aka Ragnar Lothbrok) to SWEET CAPTIVE ENGLISH MONKS (aka Athelstan, aka that adorable kid from Les Mis). And also bad-ass warrior women (aka Ragnar's awesome wife, Lagertha). And proposed threesomes. I'm just saying. THREESOMES. Seriously. Go read this, and if you like that, read this.

I've officially been snowed in for the last two days. Yay? Mostly yay. Except Mr. Foxx is trying to quit smoking and being stuck indoors with a dude who is going through nicotine withdrawal is not the greatest.

Anywho, here's a screencap from this gif set of Clark Gregg being unbearably hot and ruining my life.



As sirona_gs pointed out, it's college professor!Phil, which af;kdsfskg;d YES PLEASE.