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I have a long-term To-Do list, and last week I got this list down to two items, one of which was oiling the sewing machine so I don't really count it, and took myself quite by surprise. You wouldn't think that would be possible, and yet I found myself unexpectedly with Only One Thing On The To-Do List.

And I said to myself "Wow, this thing won't take that long! I will probably finish it quickly and easily tomorrow!" (I still haven't finished it.)

Only then the next day I woke up with a whole long list of things I suddenly needed to do first: clean the counter, paint my nails, have a bunny photoshoot, sweep the bunny cages, ink my italic pens and photograph sample writing. I thought vaguely in there, "Maybe I won't get it done today, but soon!" Except then I finished all those things in the day and also finished reading the book I was closest to the end of. (If I'd just done the last thing on the list instead of reading, I'd've finished after all.)

And that's when it occurred to me that I've been putting off the tasks on this To-Do list not simply because they are difficult or intimidating, but to avoid finishing my To-Do list.

At the end of the To-Do list lie all the other things that I should do, but don't know how to start! (Like removing a lot of wallpaper, because I've already tried several ways that don't work that well. We probably need to build scaffolding, which isn't something we are at all qualified to build.) Even worse, items like "Find more social activities and make more friends" are down there! They're things with a sense of 'should' but with no obvious first steps or convenient handles for executive function to get hold of.

What's more, I realized that I would never even have realized this (that I was trying not to finish the To-Do list) if I hadn't hurt my shoulder and had to stop knitting.

Because all this winter I've been furiously occupying myself with knitting, knitting itself has been serving me as a bottomless To-Do list.

This To-Do list dysfunction also means that anything I don't urgently or impulsively do at once - anything which then lands on the list - is in danger of being indefinitely procrastinated, even if there's nothing inherently difficult or anxiety-causing about it (like buying another batch of ebooks, so actually the list now has two things besides oiling the sewing machine again).

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Title: i'll give you the worlds
Artist: Bladeofthenebula
Writer: Areiton
Universe: MCU
Rating: M
Work Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, omega rights aren't the greatest
Fic Wordcount: 10976
Summary:

There is a place for you, here. I will bond with you and give you my name and protection. Take the first transport to the border of the Empire. I will arrange transport to Ironside. It will take you ten days, to reach me. I will be waiting for you, Steven.

It's not much. It's a handful of words and a promise and it's on the farside of the galaxy, past the Skrull Empire and into the Rim, the lawless planets that only freighters and pirates patrol. It's the place of people who want to be forgotten, the place of the truly desperate.

Well, he supposes he's that.

Link to BladeoftheNebula's art and Areiton's fic on AO3

cimorene

Neve the wild mini phalaenopsis orchid started to bloom! From above you can kinda see the size difference compared to Georges and Ella next to her. She's got so many buds already.

Wax's philodendron Jungle Boogie or Henderson's Pride, if that is in fact the one it is (apparently hard to tell, came without a proper label, on sale after being sadly mistreated at a hardware store), has made a new leaf recently and it's making a branch. I really love the leaves which are very majestic, but I keep trying and failing to get pictures of it. It's just so large and the light is from the wrong direction where it lives.

cimorene

Speaking (as I did yesterday) of calligraphy practice, here's a quote from The Talisman that's funny, but not because it's homoerotic.

( transcription )

Final emphasis mine.

Lettered in modified Carolingian (or "Caroline") style in Diamine Jade Green with 1.1-mm oblique stub nib vintage Pelikan 400. Heading in Rotunda (aka southern european Textualis or gothic). Atribution in chancery cursive.

(Knowing Walter Scott's feelings about the famous flaws in medieval Catholic doctrine, I thought at first that this was deliberate. But it's highly unlikely, since The Talisman was published in 1825. That Austrian guy who noticed that deaths after giving birth were associated with doctors delivering after autopsies and famously got hounded out of medicine for advocating handwashing was not until 1847.)

And another calligraphy unrelated to germ theory or medicine:

( transcription )

Top: Humanist majuscule+minuscule in Sailor Yuki-akari ink with Lamy Safari 1.1-mm stub nib.
Bottom: Chancery cursive in Diamine Jade Green with Pelikan 400 oblique stub nib.

musesfool

Work was nuts today, especially since I was out on Friday and some of my cow-orkers apparently just waited around for me to come back instead of sending an email themselves. Plus I had 2 committee meetings (unusual - we try not to do that unless we absolutely can't avoid it) but luckily 1 only lasted 15 minutes, so I was able to knock out the minutes in about a similar amount of time. *g*

Yesterday I roasted some ears of corn, and ate 2 for lunch and then scraped the other 3 into a big bowl and the added some crumbled up bacon, 2 pints of really beautiful grape tomatoes, some little pearls of fresh mozzarella, a sliced vidalia onion, and some salt and pepper, oregano, basil, rosemary, and thyme, and dressed it all with some balsamic vinegar and olive oil. Delicious! I will make some orzo to add to it for lunch over the next couple of days and I am looking forward to it.

I also finally hit upon a good way to cook hotdogs without a grill - in the broiler. I don't eat them very often but a couple times during the summer I get a craving, so when they go on sale, I sometimes snag a pack and some soft, cheap buns to eat with them. Of course, since I have the palate of a 5-year-old, I still prefer ketchup on my hotdogs, but since I live alone, there's no one here to judge me. *g*

*The Dodgers, not the Mets. Sigh.

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Current Music: Mets vs Dodgers on tv

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Title: Tell Me It Gets Easier
Artist: Oluka
Writer: Naivelittleprincess
Universe: MCU
Rating: Gen for art, T for fic
Work Warnings: suicidal thoughts
Fic Wordcount: 5180
Summary:

They can't hear him.

They can't hear his teeth chatter. Or the raspy scratch of his breath. They can't hear his pained whispers.

But he can hear them. He can hear the voices at the other end. The telltale signs of bickering and panic.

He can't decide whether that's a good thing or not.

Or Steve Rogers and his terrible, no good diary of woes. Starting with the cold, ending with Tony Stark.

Link to Oluka's art on Tumblr
Link to Naivelittleprincess' fic on AO3

cimorene

1. I used to spend maybe 8-12 hours per week on a sideblog on Tumblr for images from the history of the decorative arts. Then I succumbed to the idea of talking to the followers directly (it has around 8000 which is waaaaaay more than my normal Tumblr or my pet photo blog) and got some asks that threw me into social confusion and then shame and avoidance and I just didn't update it for like three years. In retrospect, also, the amount of time I was spending on it shortly before I stopped was not practical and sustainable. But I got into a discussion about rococo, and started looking some things up in curiosity, and I had never posted very much about rococo before. And now I started posting there again a bit! (It's called

designobjectory.) It started a week ago with curiosity about the early output of KPM porcelain (the royal porcelain manufactory of Prussia originally, iconic) and has led to the discovery of Weimar classicism in the form of Goethe's house.

2. I inked my two 1.1-mm stub nib fountain pens — well, actually, a Lamy Safari 1.1-mm stub and a vintage Pelikan 400 (mine is brown tortoiseshell, a holiday present a few years ago) with a (pre-existing) custom oblique stub that is about 1.1. — and have been practicing calligraphy a bit, which I haven't done in a while because I haven't had any of my italic pens inked. I spent some time on Gothic capitals, because I want to do more Rotunda, and then Carolingian, which I haven't bothered practicing in the longest time.

mrkinch

In Chris's absence, U and I walked the boardwalk up to the Lake and back, sitting for a long time at the Lake watching the Anna's Hummingbird on her nest and a Brown Creeper disappearing into a hole in the loose bark of a snag with beakful after beakful of nest material. That was great fun. And although the Nuttall's Woodpecker nest we found last week appeared to have been vacated, there was what seemed to be a family of recently fledged Downy Woodpeckers near the Lake. I don't think I've seen/heard as many Downys in one day as today. THe Chestnut-backed Chickadees were fledging, as well, and we watched on chasing their parent and begging thile beginning to find food for themselves, and right beside my head! They were too intent to bother about us. ( The list: )

cimorene

“Have you read anything interesting lately, Gregory?” said Geraldine.

“No. No improper books have come my way. And I am too young to read anything suitable for me. If I don’t have to hide my books from my mother, I can’t take any interest in them.”

—Ivy Compton-Burnett, Men and Wives

mrkinch

I walked Lower Packrat not terribly early because although it's Sunday it's overcast, windy and cold so there weren't many people. There were no specially interesting birds although the list is reasonably long. The Anna's Hummingbird is still on her nest at Jewel Lake, and I heard an Olive-sided Flycatcher, which I don't always down there. The Swainson's Thrushes and Black-headed Grosbeaks were singing but not so much the Warbling Vireos, though I heard one scolding, possibly because there was a Cooper's Hawk around. ( The list: )

I had decided I should try Lower Packrat Trail to see whether perhaps I could do it with U tomorrow since Chris is away. And I can do it, but not sure about two days in a row right now.:(

alethia

Go By Feel (10623 words) by Alethia
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Pitt (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jack Abbot/Michael "Robby" Robinavitch
Characters: Jack Abbot (The Pitt), Michael "Robby" Robinavitch, Dana Evans, Parker Ellis
Additional Tags: Post-Season/Series 01, Secret Crush, Pining, Touching, First Kiss, First Time, Porn, robby's gay awakening, abbot has the best ideas, dana knows everything
Summary:

Robby sagged a little, another tiny rush of air out. Jack pretended not to notice any of it even as it slid through him, his hypothesis gaining evidence, firming in his mind.

No, Jack didn't think anyone ever touched Robby.

He was going to change that.

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Title: now showing
Artist: jetblackfeeling
Writer: alexcat
Universe: MCU
Rating: Explicit for art and fic
Fic Wordcount: 5571
Summary:

How can a simple malfunction in a building's computer keep two people apart? It can when they're both too stubborn to talk to one another and too embarrassed to take anyone's advice. OR - this is what happens when you accidentally become a porn star to your own friends.

Link to jetblackfeeling's art on AO3
Link to alexcat's fic on AO3

copracat

So, the Doctor ( spoilers )

musesfool

Recs update!

unfitforsociety has been updated for May 2025 with 13 story recs and 2 vid recs in 3 fandoms:

✭ 12 Batfamily
✭ 1 Star Wars
✭ 1 Avengers vid and 1 Star Wars vid

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I bought some string cheese a couple weeks ago on sale and today I breaded and fried it into mozzarella sticks. So good to eat! So messy to clean up after!

I slept poorly again last night - I had to shut the window while it was raining, and I don't know if it's the barometric pressure that's been giving me these headaches, but I don't like it. At least this cool rainy weather meant I made it all the way through May without turning on the AC. It looks like I will probably start needed it next week though. Last year, I signed up for the thing where they charge you the same amount each month to smooth out the ups and downs, which I've grown to prefer to the $110 swings in my electric bill come summer.

In other news, I learned that there really is a cocoa shortage and I'm not imagining it. So I'm glad I stocked up from King Arthur. Unfortunately, the bag had a small tear in it, so everything in the box it shipped with was covered in a fine dusting of cocoa powder. 🤨 But I washed it all and transferred the cocoa into a ziplock so it's all nice and tidy now.

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Current Mood: sleepy
Current Music: Mets beating the Rox on tv

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Title: Homosexual Tendencies
Artist: ABrighterDarkness
Writer: kianisabitch
Universe: MCU
Rating: Explicit
Work Warnings: non descriptive self-harm
Fic Wordcount: 10221 words
Summary:

The very first time Steve Rogers saw two men kiss, two twenty somethings at a coffee shop he was frequenting for an Avenger's Community outreach appearance, he excused himself to the bathroom, got down on his knees right there on the cracked linoleum floor of the farthest stall to the left and vomited up his entire breakfast on the spot.

He gagged over the public toilet, vomiting until he was only able to bring up bile mixed with little specks of blood, as he tried desperately to screw his eyes shut tightly- refusing to let any tears fall.

OR

Tony thinks Steve is a homophobe, but it turns out he really just hates himself.

Link to ABrighterDarkness's art and kianisabitch's fic on AO3

mrkinch

An... interesting morning, possibly too soon (I got very tired, but there was enough birdsong to keep me going) and EBMUD has not mowed so it was tick city. I had put repellent on my legs but not on my clothing, so I had to watch for them and brush them off. The top of the first rise, where I like to be for sunrise, was more interesting than usual. There were both Blue-gray Gnatcatchers and at least one Laurence's Goldfinch in the tall weeds on the eastern side of the trail, though unsurprisingly I saw neither species. I head Olive-sided Flycatchers and saw a silent Western Wood-pewee. There were Bewick's wrens singing every where and the Great Horned Owl was hooting well into the morning. ( The list: )

In non-Inspiration Trail news, there was a striped skunk at Channing and Piedmont. I hope they found some good scraps around the frat houses. And a Warbling Vireo was singing just across the road from where I heard one for several summers, which made me happy.

musesfool

I slept very poorly last night and woke up with a blinding headache and some serious nausea, so I called out of work and went back to bed for a couple of hours.

I keep meaning to post then forgetting what I want to say, since it's mostly just about work. I did get several amazing photos of Baby Miss L in a Spider-Gwen outfit with a hood (with a glittery pink mask on it), a cute blue spider on the torso (when I first saw it, I admit my initial response was "Khaji Da?" so it's more scarab than spider but also she's 2 and a half, so) and a skirt decorated with webbing. It's so cute and she apparently approved of it by saying "Spider-Man! Spider-Man!" in her specific toddler lingo. And the Superman dress finally arrived so I hope to see pictures of that soon, too! Also, she has taken to carrying her Easter basket over her shoulder like a purse and calling it her bag, so she is definitely getting a headstart on her fashionista personality.

In other news, I was reading some fic I was otherwise enjoying but I will never ever ever understand why in EVERY SINGLE FANDOM I have ever read fic in, there are some gobsmackingly awful non-canon nicknames that proliferate. Sometimes for characters who already have a canonical nickname, so why? I mean, I get that the use of a nickname can be intimacy marker (much like the switch from last name to first name, or full first name to canon nickname), but the fact is, none of the characters this is applied to would ever allow themselves to be called these names by ANYONE, not even an intimate partner. The worst is when Jason calls Talia "Tals." NO. WHO thinks TALIA AL GHUL, DAUGHTER OF THE DEMON, is going to let ANYONE call her "Tals." No, really, meet me in the parking lot, I just have some questions.

I also don't understand when people apologize for...well, anything really, in their author's notes, but especially when they say shit like, "Sorry this chapter is mostly dialogue! We'll get back to the introspection soon!" I mean, I guess some people don't like dialogue??? Obviously mileage varies. But it is frequently the best part of a story for me. If your story holds off on dialogue for too long in favor of maundering introspection, I will likely wander away and never come back (like, obviously if it's a 900-word plotless character ramble that's fine, but then you are not posting it in chapters, at least I'd hope not).

I guess if you're not confident in your character voices, dialogue can be difficult, but you're still going to need to get the character voice right in the narration/introspection, and some characters are not really going to be doing a lot of introspection at all, even in their own heads, so it's even harder to get them right. Which is probably when it's time to revisit canon. But I admit, dialogue is pretty much the easiest thing I find to write, so possibly it's just me.

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Current Mood: better
Current Music: Mets vs Rockies on tv

cimorene

“If not for Jerusalem, then,” said Richard, in the tone of one who would entreat a favour of an intimate friend, “yet, for the love of honour, let us run at least three courses with grinded lances?”

“Even this,” said Saladin, half smiling at Coeur de Lion's affectionate earnestness for the combat—“even this I may not lawfully do. The master places the shepherd over the flock not for the shepherd's own sake, but for the sake of the sheep. Had I a son to hold the sceptre when I fell, I might have had the liberty, as I have the will, to brave this bold encounter; but your own Scripture saith that when the herdsman is smitten, the sheep are scattered.”

“Thou hast had all the fortune,” said Richard, turning to the Earl of Huntingdon with a sigh. “I would have given the best year in my life for that one half hour beside the Diamond of the Desert!”

—Walter Scott, The Talisman

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Title: Time Stood Still
Artist: Laidraws
Writer: ABrighterDarkness
Universe: MCU
Rating: T
Fic Wordcount: 13463
Summary:

“What would you do if you didn’t have to return?”

Tony’s eyes were closed against the late-Summer sun, far more relaxed than he could recall ever being as they laid in the deep grass beneath the trees. The easy contentment, the relaxation was a common thread running through his time in this strange place.

Even still, he had to smile.

That question, yet again.

Link to Laidraw's art on tumbr
Link to ABrighterDarkness' fic on AO3

Joan's Journal

Woman with a Sword

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Cap-IM Reverse Big Bang 2025: Team Justice

Orchid blossoms still multiplying (currently 9)

Nevar Forget (handwashing edition)

this team is so loaded with fire power*

Cap-IM Reverse Big Bang 2025: Team Heroic

what's up

6/2/2025 Tilden Nature Area

No improper books have come my way

6/2/2025 Tilden Nature Area

The Pitt Fic: Go By Feel (Abbot/Robby, NC-17)

Cap-IM Reverse Big Bang 2025: Team Oath

season finale

goes right back to that breaking ball

New Vid! Star Trek xBs: Violet Hill

Cap-IM Reverse Big Bang 2025: Team Breakout

5/30/2025 Inspiration Trail

went to the curveball, bounced it

He wants to joust against Saladin so bad it makes him look stupid

Cap-IM Reverse Big Bang 2025: Team Avenger

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