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  <title>hiraeth</title>
  <subtitle>the love that remains</subtitle>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:11900</id>
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    <title>Rules of Catharsis</title>
    <published>2026-03-09T01:33:28Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T02:12:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rules of Catharsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Pepper Potts &amp;amp; Steve Rogers, Steve Rogers &amp;amp; Morgan Stark, Steve Rogers/Tony Stark (implied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 266&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Contrition alone could neither save nor damn him. Only the wronged held  that power. But Tony was gone, unable to answer him, and Steve wondered  who else could grant him the reprieve that came through absolution or  castigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;Inspired by the following prompt for &lt;a href="https://www.tumblr.com/lightsonparkave/804777751749984256/often-difficult-to-give-or-receive-sometimes?source=share" rel="nofollow"&gt;Lights on Park Ave round 63&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Now I&amp;rsquo;m going to tell you everything. I must get it off my chest.  I&amp;rsquo;ve already told an angel in heaven, now I have to tell an angel on  earth, too. You&amp;rsquo;re my angel on earth. You&amp;rsquo;ll listen to me, judge me, and  forgive me&amp;hellip; What I need is for someone higher than myself to forgive  me.&amp;quot; &amp;mdash; &lt;i&gt;The Brothers Karamazov&lt;/i&gt; by Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/80885326"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Steve knew, he would have to tell her. That was when he would get the answer he sought.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tony couldn't give it to him and neither could Pepper.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It's my fault as much as it's yours,&amp;quot; she had said when he went to  her, and Steve had wanted to shout at her that she was wrong. Had wanted  to shout at her to shout at him, to demand that she pass judgment on  him, to hate him, instead of smiling at him sadly like she understood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;If I didn't go to Tony with our plan,&amp;quot; he had said desperately.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;If I didn't tell Tony to go ahead with his plan,&amp;quot; she had replied.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He wanted to be hurt, wanted to be hurt by her&amp;mdash;because only she could  hurt him the way he needed to be hurt, because that hurt would be the  only thing that made sense in a world that no longer made any sense&amp;mdash;but  she refused.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I can't give you what you're looking for,&amp;quot; she had said, and Steve  had wondered who could, then, when the answer came to them, more alive  than the resurrected world they had made, more alone than the dead world  they had left behind, and the question changed from who to when.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day, he would tell Morgan &amp;quot;We did this for you,&amp;quot; and he would  tell her everything. He would lay his fault, his failings, at her feet;  he would kneel in front of her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He would wait for her sword to swing down, pardon or punishment, for what they had done to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=11900" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:11554</id>
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    <title>In Passing</title>
    <published>2026-03-09T01:29:31Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T01:32:18Z</updated>
    <category term="loss"/>
    <category term="mcu"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;In Passing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;153&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is only this, only here and now. It takes Steve eleven years of transience to accept this, eleven years too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;A short character piece about post-Snap Steve. Inspired by &lt;a href="https://lightsonparkave.tumblr.com/post/749417121522515968/full-poem-here-and-below-raja-i-wish-i-knew-the" rel="nofollow"&gt;this poem&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="https://lightsonparkave.tumblr.com/post/749420829359603712/last-month-was-national-poetry-month-so-for-round" rel="nofollow"&gt;Lights on Park Ave round 53&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/57061687"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, despite knowing that this was it, this was all that he could  have because his world was gone, everything he loved was gone, Steve  had hoped there was something more. That there was something else,  somewhere else, something real. This was just a nightmare. He was just  passing through. There was no point in unpacking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bucky  reappeared and it was a sign. Time to go, time to move on to a  beginning, finally. How and what that looked like, Steve didn't know,  but it would be where he was meant to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He understands,  now that he lives among ghosts, what he had let slip through his  fingers, unnoticed and unwanted, passing through life a visitor until he  reached this death. Somewhere else, there was a real world, real love,  real future. Somewhere else was behind him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is no destination ahead. His phone stays silent. Steve still doesn't unpack his bags.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=11554" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:11273</id>
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    <title>The Night Before, the Morning After</title>
    <published>2024-03-20T03:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2024-03-20T03:24:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; The Night Before, the Morning After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;AU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 1,005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="userstuff"&gt; &amp;ldquo;Blue Steel&amp;rsquo;s right. If you&amp;rsquo;re going to make a bad decision, let me be your bad decision. Don&amp;rsquo;t text your ex.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I  saw the note you left on the fridge, and I got to thinking about what  you said last night. You were the right decision. That&amp;rsquo;s why I&amp;rsquo;m calling  you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/38343466"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/11273.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=11273" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:11015</id>
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    <title>An Open Palm</title>
    <published>2023-10-01T21:39:04Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T02:11:32Z</updated>
    <category term="marvel trumps hate"/>
    <category term="parallels"/>
    <category term="fics"/>
    <category term="im2"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; An Open Palm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship: &lt;/strong&gt;Tony Stark &amp;amp; Xu Wenwu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 4,583&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;The simplest and smartest thing to do would be to kill Tony Stark. He  was a danger to the Rings and to himself, the world's foremost expert  in creating destruction out of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wenwu was no fool; if you  played with fire, you were bound to get burned. But that was only if you  didn't know how to master it and he did. He knew how to provide the  spark and how to temper the resulting flame, how to keep it from  sputtering out or engulfing everything in its path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew how to make it his because he knew what Tony Stark wanted and more importantly, needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/50477659"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/11015.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=11015" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:10947</id>
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    <title>Once More for the First Time</title>
    <published>2023-06-22T00:04:48Z</published>
    <updated>2023-09-01T05:53:27Z</updated>
    <category term="steve/tony"/>
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    <category term="fics"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Once More for the First Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 4,129&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like clockwork. Get together, do a mission, part ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve wondered what would happen if he asked Tony to stay.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/47980828"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/10947.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=10947" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:10520</id>
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    <title>Hit and Run</title>
    <published>2023-02-03T02:26:58Z</published>
    <updated>2023-02-03T02:26:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Hit and Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 263&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; Here they both were, Steve careening forward, the brakes useless and  broken, Tony in the middle of the road. A collision years in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes: &lt;/strong&gt;Based on &lt;a href="https://lightsonparkave.tumblr.com/post/705305298695585793/daniel-bruehl-captain-america-civil-war-dir" rel="nofollow"&gt;this Lights on Park Ave round 41 prompt&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/44746031"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I know that road,&amp;rdquo; Tony said, and Steve saw  it then too, the path that he had been on this entire time. He had been  stupid enough to think that enough turns off of it would lead him  somewhere else when all it did was turn him around so that he was back  where he had started.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could see it in the way Tony shifted  restlessly, hear it in the tight, sharp way Tony spoke that he could  sense danger was approaching even if he couldn&amp;rsquo;t see where it was coming  from. A prey animal&amp;rsquo;s instincts kicking in, awful to witness, almost  blasphemous&amp;mdash;Steve had seen many men like this but not Tony. It was  obscene and distressing enough that he wanted to look away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be made this small. Not him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not by Steve&amp;rsquo;s hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The  terror that gripped Tony was something that couldn&amp;rsquo;t hurt him. Wasn&amp;rsquo;t  supposed to anyway, not when so many years, so many lies and omissions,  had buried that night. Steve wanted to tell him that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here they both were, Steve careening forward, the brakes useless and broken, Tony in the middle of the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There  was a fork and he had gone down the wrong way, realizing too late what  choice he had made by not choosing. There was no turning back now, the  time to course correct long gone. Tony was in his path, a startled deer  with synapses firing cross-wired, looking at Zemo with distrust and  fear, not knowing it was Steve in the driver&amp;rsquo;s seat, moments away from  hurting him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=10520" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:10264</id>
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    <title>Puppet Master</title>
    <published>2022-11-01T03:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2022-11-01T03:52:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Puppet Master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;616&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 378&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Time flies when you're having fun or so the saying goes, but Tony can't  say that he's enjoying himself if he can't remember any of it, even if  the way that Steve looks at him now is everything he's dreamed of for  years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/collections/stevetonyhorrorfest/works/42779868"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tony came awake, flattening his palm against  the nearest tree to keep himself from pitching forward. It was as though  something had opened its claws from high up and dropped him, and he had  only realized that he had been in the strange being&amp;rsquo;s clutches before  it discarded him&amp;mdash;had only realized that he even existed&amp;mdash;when he hit the  ground. His muscles were watery and weak at impact, the abrupt switch  from unconsciousness to consciousness disorienting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He was in his  armor, he observed with horror when he noticed that he couldn&amp;rsquo;t feel the  bark underneath his fingers. His helmet was off and he could see the  last rays of the faltering sun unfiltered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He had been in his lab, working on a gauntlet upgrade idea that had come to him from nowhere the night before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now he was here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hours missing. The evening at his doorstep. A hulking, austere cliff a distance away through the trees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;All clear, just like you said,&amp;rdquo; he heard Steve say before he saw him come into the small clearing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Relief swept over Tony, dissolving the knot of tension in his stomach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t find anything. Good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good because he couldn&amp;rsquo;t have Steve find anything. Because&amp;mdash;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good because he could catch up on what was going on when they got home, pretend that everything was normal&amp;mdash;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tony  froze as Steve&amp;rsquo;s fingers ghosted across the nape of his neck as he  passed by. They had felt almost sticky; his skin was damp with the fear  that had seized him when he woke up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned to stare at Steve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dinner  after this?&amp;rdquo; Steve asked sotto voce as the others began to trickle in  behind him, and a flash of surprised elation spiked through Tony, alien  and needle sharp, at the secrecy, at the intimacy of Steve&amp;rsquo;s words and  touch that he didn&amp;rsquo;t remember earning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the unfamiliar way that  Steve looked at him, the way that he had always wanted Steve to look at  him for as long as he could remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt;, Tony realized with a start, trembling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mine&lt;/em&gt;,  came the thought in a triumphant whisper, his joy surging vicious  enough to kill as Steve continued to look at him with unchanging  affection, not noticing or not bothered by his hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Notes: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was inspired by these prompts in magic's Steve/Tony Horror Fest treat bag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;616: Steve or Tony have to fight off possession&lt;br /&gt;616: Tony begins to go insane after encountering an Eldritch being&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you liked it, magic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=10264" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:10070</id>
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    <title>Body Talk</title>
    <published>2022-06-21T00:13:55Z</published>
    <updated>2022-07-31T16:53:05Z</updated>
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    <category term="fics"/>
    <category term="endgame"/>
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    <category term="mcu"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Body Talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 2,499&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes Steve thought he and Tony were better at  communicating through action than through words, more truthful. Whatever  message that could get lost in transit, they could ensure its safe  passage with one gesture, one touch, leaving no room for  misinterpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slamming the arc reactor into Steve's hand in answer to his letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding Tony by the crook of his arm to ask him to stay, to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking each other's hands, knitting back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/39780426"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/10070.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=10070" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:9791</id>
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    <title>Taking Your Love With Me Wherever I Go</title>
    <published>2021-03-15T23:08:54Z</published>
    <updated>2021-03-15T23:08:54Z</updated>
    <category term="hope"/>
    <category term="rhodey/sam"/>
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    <category term="mcu"/>
    <category term="camaraderie"/>
    <category term="moving on"/>
    <category term="marvel trumps hate"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Taking Your Love With Me Wherever I Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;James &amp;quot;Rhodey&amp;quot; Rhodes/Sam Wilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 3,468&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;Being with Sam felt like the sun breaking through. Rhodey knew it was  only a temporary reprieve, that it wouldn't fix everything because that  wasn&amp;rsquo;t how grief worked. But for now, all he wanted was for the moment  to stretch to infinity, to be at the diner they had always gone to back  in the old days, talking over breakfast like they always did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/30068277"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/9791.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=9791" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:9723</id>
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    <title>The Burning of Flowers</title>
    <published>2021-02-14T23:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2021-02-14T23:41:25Z</updated>
    <category term="obsession"/>
    <category term="616"/>
    <category term="love/hate"/>
    <category term="au"/>
    <category term="yougavemeastocking"/>
    <category term="hanahaki au"/>
    <category term="heartbreak"/>
    <category term="emotional hurt"/>
    <category term="betrayal"/>
    <category term="anger"/>
    <category term="ambiguous/open ending"/>
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    <category term="angst"/>
    <category term="hickmanvengers"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; The Burning of Flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;616&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 1,257&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;If flowers bloomed, there was only one truth. If none did, there were two: both of you were in love or both of you weren&amp;rsquo;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/29446506"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/9723.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=9723" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>Deep Breath In, Deep Breath Out</title>
    <published>2021-01-31T23:03:04Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T02:09:12Z</updated>
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    <category term="endgame"/>
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    <category term="sharon &amp; morgan"/>
    <category term="infinity war"/>
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    <category term="natasha &amp; tony"/>
    <category term="natasha &amp; morgan"/>
    <category term="sharon &amp; natasha"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title: &lt;/strong&gt;Deep Breath In, Deep Breath Out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationship: &lt;/strong&gt;Sharon Carter &amp;amp; Natasha Romanov, Sharon Carter &amp;amp; Morgan Stark, Natasha Romanov &amp;amp; Morgan Stark, Natasha Romanov &amp;amp; Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 2,981&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;Family dinners were for other people, other times, Sharon thought. Not  for people like Natasha and her and not when half the universe was gone.  But it felt right being here, strange as it was being in Tony's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/29117853"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/9232.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=9232" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:9004</id>
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    <title>In My Hands and Gone Again</title>
    <published>2020-05-25T21:43:15Z</published>
    <updated>2020-05-25T23:49:48Z</updated>
    <category term="memory loss"/>
    <category term="lights on park ave"/>
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    <category term="mcu"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; In My Hands and Gone Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 136&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;Memories were like fish, Tony had explained, or the tease of one. A  flash of silver, and his hands would plunge down. Sometimes he would  catch one; other times, it would dart out of reach. He wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be sure  whether it had been real or just a trick of the light, after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Notes:&lt;/strong&gt; Inspired by &lt;a href="https://lightsonparkave.tumblr.com/post/616952411076132864/cinemastuff-eternal-sunshine-of-the-spotless-mind" rel="nofollow"&gt;this prompt&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;a href="https://lightsonparkave.tumblr.com/post/616956900702109696/memory-is-how-we-know-were-alive-its-a" rel="nofollow"&gt;Lights on Park Ave round 9&lt;/a&gt;. In  his final moments, Tony wished he could watch over his family even if  it cost him everything. The Stones granted his accidental wish, sparing  his life in exchange for his memories. This takes place weeks after Steve found Tony wandering around with amnesia and brought him home.&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/24377167"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think I was in love with someone.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;There was that slight indent that appeared between Tony&amp;rsquo;s  eyebrows when he was trying to remember something, a dip that Morgan,  sitting in her father's lap, would often trace with a stubby index  finger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was an easy memory to identify this time, a real one rather  than fool&amp;rsquo;s gold. Steve took the catch, wiping off the muck that  obscured it so that Tony could recognize it for what it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Pepper,&amp;rdquo; he offered, returning the memory back to Tony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah,&amp;rdquo; Tony agreed automatically before shaking his head. &amp;ldquo;No.  No, I love her, but...&amp;quot; He looked out at the shore opposite of where  they were sitting on the dock before returning to Steve, eyes luminous  in the starlight. &amp;quot;I think I erased someone. I think it was you.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=9004" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:8747</id>
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    <title>Leaving You Forward</title>
    <published>2019-10-31T00:50:36Z</published>
    <updated>2020-05-25T23:50:13Z</updated>
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    <category term="healing"/>
    <category term="fics"/>
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    <category term="au"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Leaving You Forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 3,283&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;It would be easy, staying here like this with Tony. But Steve knew he  couldn't&amp;mdash;because he had never taken the easy way out and because he  loved Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/21245636"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/8747.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=8747" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <title>A City of Millions</title>
    <published>2019-09-02T04:47:01Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-02T04:47:01Z</updated>
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    <category term="new york"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; A City of Millions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 1,740&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;quot;You&amp;rsquo;re this city,&amp;rdquo; Tony once told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve  understood what he meant because that was what Tony was to him too; that  was the only way he could aptly describe someone so impossible to  capture in a few short words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony was New York, a city of millions in one man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/20358604"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/8622.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=8622" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:8366</id>
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    <title>At the end (in a way?) and looking back</title>
    <published>2019-04-20T02:13:56Z</published>
    <updated>2019-04-20T02:13:56Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-weight: 400; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial;"&gt;I didn&amp;rsquo;t realize this until I was about to post it, but &amp;ldquo;Pyriscence&amp;rdquo; is a nice bookend because it marks the end of an era with&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box;"&gt;Endgame&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;being a farewell to the past decade of the MCU and because my first fic ever in the Marvel fandom and on AO3 also had a one-word title dealing with nature (and warmth). It feels unintentionally poetic in a way, because those are the only fics with one-word titles other than the&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box;"&gt;Warrior&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ficlet, or maybe I&amp;rsquo;m getting a little sentimental and overthinking things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-weight: 400; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial;"&gt;It just made me reflect on what I&amp;rsquo;ve written these past several years and how, or whether, my writing has evolved since then. I feel like I&amp;rsquo;m missing the sense of rhythm I used to have back when I first started out to some extent, but maybe that&amp;rsquo;s because those fics were shorter so that was easier to accomplish. Now I&amp;rsquo;m able to write long fics! I&amp;rsquo;ve been writing longer things, which isn&amp;rsquo;t a thing that I was sure was possible even though I used to write pages and pages when I was a kid (but the stories were very bad lol). It&amp;rsquo;s not a struggle to do that and I don&amp;rsquo;t get writer&amp;rsquo;s block as much as I used to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-weight: 400; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial;"&gt;And I&amp;rsquo;m able to write MCU Tony! I can write from his POV, and I can write him talking for more than a few lines! I still have a long way to go in terms of capturing his wit and energy, but to cut myself some slack, I&amp;rsquo;ve also been putting him in extremely difficult, sad situations. I&amp;rsquo;ll see how things go if I write less angsty things, but I used to be so daunted by him so I&amp;rsquo;m happy that I&amp;rsquo;ve gotten more comfortable with writing him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 15px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-numeric: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-weight: 400; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box; min-height: 1px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial;"&gt;Anyway, I&amp;rsquo;m in the mood to write which seems to happen a lot nowadays when I post something, but I don&amp;rsquo;t know what.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; outline: none 0px; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; border: 0px; font-style: italic; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; line-height: inherit; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; box-sizing: border-box;"&gt;Endgame&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;is almost here which is a terrifying thought because I&amp;rsquo;m afraid of what the future holds for the fandom especially considering how long I&amp;rsquo;ve been in it and how much it&amp;rsquo;s been an enormous and integral part of my life. I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I should start anything now because I&amp;rsquo;m afraid I&amp;rsquo;m going to lose my motivation after watching the movie, I&amp;rsquo;d want to change things in the story or stories, or I&amp;rsquo;d want to write something else entirely based off of the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=8366" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:8174</id>
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    <title>Pyriscence</title>
    <published>2019-04-17T03:05:49Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T02:11:10Z</updated>
    <category term="hope"/>
    <category term="canon-compliant"/>
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    <category term="angst"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Pyriscence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 6,991&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;In the wake of the Decimation, there's nothing but total destruction,  death and chaos that spread like wildfire, uncontained. All Natasha can  do is hold fast to her hope in the aftermath&amp;mdash;hope that there&amp;rsquo;s a way  out. Hope that Tony will come back to them. To Steve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/18494260"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/8174.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=8174" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:7867</id>
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    <title>Mending Each Other and Calling It Love</title>
    <published>2019-01-25T02:25:28Z</published>
    <updated>2019-09-02T04:45:34Z</updated>
    <category term="ptsd"/>
    <category term="steve/tony"/>
    <category term="fics"/>
    <category term="nightmares"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Mending Each Other and Calling It Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 2,513&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;His hands were busted, the skin raw and torn, when Steve pulled off his gloves. Hitting the heavy bag wasn't his go-to method for chasing calmness or sleep, but Tony had been hellbent on beating his nightmares back, even if he scraped himself bloody while he did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/17535257/"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/7867.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=7867" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:7509</id>
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    <title>*Fraction!Clint voice* Aw, self, why'd you do that?</title>
    <published>2019-01-21T10:45:27Z</published>
    <updated>2019-01-21T10:46:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I have two more fandom stocking gifts that I wanted to finish so I told myself that I wouldn't treat myself to my own gifts until that happens, and hopefully that would act as both a carrot and a stick to finish ASAP because YAY, TREATS and OH NO, I DON'T WANT ANYONE TO THINK I'M IGNORING THEM WHEN THEY WERE NICE ENOUGH TO STUFF MY STOCKING!!!!! But the guilt kind of pushed me into taking a peek, and I feel bad because I wanted to fill so many stockings with fandom and non-fandom stuff except to no one's surprise, I was busier than I expected over the holidays. :/   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going to finish the gifts I have in mind because I have a clear idea of what I want to do and one of them is mostly done and the other, which I haven't started, is something I wanted to do for a few months now for this person. I'm going to have to give up on making anything else though just because I don't want to give something several days after reveals especially to people I've never interacted with as I don't know how often they'd check their stockings now that this year's FS is over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is just a post letting you know that if you stuffed my stocking, THANK YOU SO MUCH!&amp;lt;3 Seeing everyone's posts made me all warm inside. Fandom people are so lovely. I'll be getting around to replying to everyone soon. I just wanted to write this so people don't get worried that I hate their fill or something which is one hundred percent not the case. It's not you, it's me. For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=7509" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:7395</id>
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    <title>Blood in the Water</title>
    <published>2019-01-21T01:09:46Z</published>
    <updated>2019-01-21T01:38:58Z</updated>
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    <category term="steve/tony"/>
    <category term="fanmix"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; blood in the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;Marvel 616&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 999 (including lyrics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;A &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://fandom-stocking.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://fandom-stocking.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fandom_stocking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2018 fanmix for &lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/830761/chapters/1579367"&gt;&amp;ldquo;Plunge&amp;rdquo;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://kiyaar.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://kiyaar.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiyaar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, one of the most beautiful and tragic fics in the Steve/Tony fandom.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He  wonders what&amp;rsquo;s worse, the fact that Steve actually thought he was  better than this or the fact that Steve made him believe it for a bit,  there, too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song order follows the plot, and the playlist covers Steve and  Tony&amp;rsquo;s POV throughout the story, individually and then both of their POV  at the same time before ending with Steve's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i.imgur.com/W3tpxl9.png" alt="" width="500" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i.imgur.com/u5ENQ6E.png" alt="&amp;quot;blood in the water&amp;quot; fanmix tracklist" width="500" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen: &lt;a href="https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3WPp1xiqQVAylEWnrKbB5P?si=LheDk8tKQe-r4hQN6jUnqg" rel="nofollow"&gt;Spotify&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bR1d8l92Q8Q&amp;amp;list=PLmKB8frecmzk0yQ5frUD0qgYhc7bgOMqi" rel="nofollow"&gt;Youtube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/7395.html#cutid1"&gt;Liner notes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=7395" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:6867</id>
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    <title>Things to do this month</title>
    <published>2019-01-15T18:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2019-01-15T18:23:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">1. &lt;strong&gt;Work on my MTH fic for sabre.&lt;/strong&gt; I made a little progress on Sunday and have about 2.4k so far, but I'm worried it's boring. There's almost no dialogue so far, and that's fine if there's action, but nothing's happening either. It's just Natasha thinking. It feels so static, which is something I struggle with as a writer. I feel like nothing ever happens in my fics lol. I don't know how to fix this fic, and I don't think I can. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Do some&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://fandom-stocking.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png' alt='[community profile] ' width='16' height='16' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://fandom-stocking.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;fandom_stocking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;fills.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't have time to do anything big, but I want to make things!&amp;nbsp;I did one fill so far, but that was just a picspam. I know it's a no-commitment event, but I'd feel bad if I didn't do anything because that's what happened with previous no-commitment events (this is my first time doing FS, though) and I don't like the feeling that I'm like &amp;quot;GIMME STUFF&amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;:U&amp;quot; and not doing anything in return. I'm very much in the mood to write things now although one idea, more than the others, is screaming, &amp;quot;PICK ME, PICK ME!&amp;quot; and I don't have time to write it because I feel like it'll be 6k-10k or more. I don't know what I'm going to do. We'll see what happens! Maybe I'll end up making stuff that isn't Steve/Tony. That'll be exciting. :)&amp;nbsp;I want to challenge myself by stepping out of my comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Finish commenting on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/16822327/chapters/39487702"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asktheravens's ghost!Tony fic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; that she wrote for me for FTH.&lt;/strong&gt; Read it if you haven't! Here's the summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 40px;"&gt;Steve returned from the war injured in body and mind-  and able to see the dead. At loose ends and desperate to get out of New  York City, he accepts a fellowship through the Stark Foundation and  retreats to a quiet lake house on the grounds of the Stark Mansion. He's  supposed to be there to paint, but he quickly realizes that the house  is more than he bargained for. Anthony Stark died here a decade ago, but  was it an accident? A suicide? Or a murder? Obadiah Stane still lives  in the main house just up the hill, and the past casts a long shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  Tony's ghost begins appearing to him, Steve becomes more entwined in  the dangerous mystery surrounding his death. Even worse, he finds  himself falling for a man who died a decade ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Features lots of ghosts, murder, secrets, and supernatural revenge. Also Thor and Rhodey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://nostalgicatsea.tumblr.com/post/181528692119/tishawish-companion-art-to-the-cap-im-big-bang"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s my post gushing about it and Tishawisha's beautiful art. I wanted someone to write a story like this for so long, and Molly was the perfect writer for it.&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to finish writing comments. I'm on chapter 3 or 4, and rereading it while commenting has been a pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. &lt;strong&gt;Read&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='https://sabrecmc.dreamwidth.org/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png' alt='[personal profile] ' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: text-bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='https://sabrecmc.dreamwidth.org/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sabrecmc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s &lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/16771753/chapters/39504088"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;post-&lt;em&gt;Infinity War&lt;/em&gt; time travel fix-it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; where Steve goes back to when Tony's parents just died and Tony is sad and messy and doesn't hide his attraction for Steve.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;I can't wait to read this! Sabre and I talked about it because I love this gifset, and I thought the idea of Steve coming across a younger Tony, especially in 1991, would be great angst fodder because Tony doesn't know who Steve is, hasn't learned how to hide behind masks as well as he does now, and doesn't hate him and because his grief over his parents' death would be much sharper. I'm saving it as a reward for finishing #1-3 or at least #3. I can't wait to read it!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Sign up for Remix Madness...or not.&lt;/strong&gt; I want to do at least one fandom event this year, but I don't know how much time I have to write something because I really want to finish or at least make a good amount of progress on two long fics I've been trying to write for a few years, especially the soulbond one which I can't seem to abandon completely. It's been FOUR-AND-A-HALF YEARS at this point!&amp;nbsp;I want to move on!&amp;nbsp;I want to try to get it done by the time &lt;em&gt;Endgame&lt;/em&gt; comes out. The other fic...I'm not in too much of a hurry because it starts off as a non-powered AU and then becomes a IM2-set AU. Weirdly, I'm okay with that, but I'm somehow not okay with setting the soulbond fic after TWS and feel like it'll be extremely outdated if I do that. Anyway, Remix Madness. No obligation to write anything, I know, but the way I said I felt about FS in #2 applies here. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=6867" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:6323</id>
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    <title>Year-end meme except we're now in 2019</title>
    <published>2019-01-04T08:01:04Z</published>
    <updated>2019-01-04T08:10:07Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Happy new year, everyone! I hope 2019 will be a fantastic year, and you&amp;rsquo;ll have a lot of pleasant surprises, make new friends and reconnect with old ones, have good health, and be happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second go at filling out this writing meme because my computer freaked out and shut down on me without warning while I was writing and my entire post was lost. I was almost done with it so you can imagine how upset I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/6323.html#cutid1"&gt;Writing meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=6323" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:5879</id>
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    <title>AHHHHHHHHHH</title>
    <published>2019-01-03T08:49:10Z</published>
    <updated>2019-01-03T08:49:10Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I spent the longest time ever doing the writing meme that everyone else was doing and my computer decided it would be abruptly shut down without explanation and I. LOST. MY. ENTIRE. DRAFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the HELL did that have to happen?&amp;nbsp;WHY THE HELL DIDN'T I WRITE IT ON GOOGLE DOCS OR SOMETHING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. It's 3:48 AM, and I'm too annoyed and a little upset to start over. Maybe tomorrow, but I don't want to start from scratch either. Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=5879" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:5537</id>
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    <title>First real post</title>
    <published>2018-12-30T07:58:16Z</published>
    <updated>2018-12-30T08:00:42Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I wasn't going to use this account for anything other than following comms, reading other people's posts and commenting on them, and crossposting my fics, but here I am. The biggest reasons behind that were that I've become lazy and impatient&amp;mdash;as have many people&amp;mdash;when it comes to blogging with the way Tumblr and Twitter work, I didn't and don't think I have much to talk about, and I'm used to having an account just for the sole purpose of participating in comms and interacting with people on their journals as that's how I did things on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the Tumblr fiasco earlier this month, I checked out my flist/reading page for the first time in months, and I realized that I really missed reading people's personal posts about the fandoms they're in and their lives. I missed seeing conversation threads. Twitter and Tumblr have that, but content feels ephemeral on both platforms due to the way they're set up. It's hard to go back to a conversation unless you liked or bookmarked it whereas with Dreamwidth, the conversation is all in one place and you won't miss it just because you weren't online the minute it was happening or a few hours after it happened. It's not weird to jump into a conversation that took place a few days ago. I miss that. I miss seeing long comments. I miss seeing the thoughtfulness that comes with a slower pace of posting/commenting. There was a lot to chew on, and if I'm going to run with the eating metaphor, I feel full like I'm eating good, hearty meals. Tumblr/Twitter is mainly a lot of binge snacking. Okay, this is starting to run away from me. Anyway, I'm the most active on Tumblr and Twitter and that's not going to change anytime soon, but I think I'm going to use DW more. I hope so at least. It's a nice place for people like me who ramble on and on haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up with me? Nothing much. This Christmas has been the most uneventful one in years and I expect NYE will be the same as I don't have any plans besides a bit of work...and yet I've somehow been incredibly busy. A lot of last-minute things have popped up. I don't mind that too much other than it cutting into my writing time which I'm slightly grumpy about. I wanted to do a comm gift for the Cap-Iron Man fandom for years now, and every year I think I'll be able to do one and every year it never happens. Looks like this year is going the same way. Maybe I can write a 100-200 word drabble. That's doable, right? Disappointing and most likely unsatisfying for the person who submitted the prompt even though the fanwork is supposed to be for the community but doable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also Fandom Stocking. I finally remembered to sign up this year! I forget every year, but it happened!&amp;nbsp;I'm not sure I can fill stockings with fics as, again, I don't have much time to write nowadays and I do better with a mix of general and specific prompts rather than a list of likes and dislikes, but we'll see what happens. I'm determined to fill stockings with other goodies, though, regardless of whether I'm able to make anything original. I want to! I don't feel comfortable with putting up a stocking and expecting fanworks (not that I actually expect anything specific; I'll be happy with one holiday greeting and I also don't mind getting nothing at all lol) when I can't do the same for others. :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you guys want to see my stocking and if anyone is even reading this as no one might be because this post is SO LONG, &lt;a href="https://fandom-stocking.dreamwidth.org/762721.html"&gt;here it is&lt;/a&gt;. Surprise! There's more than Steve/Tony and Marvel on there! I thought this was a great opportunity to include pairings and fandoms that I normally don't seek content for/don't feel as strongly about as my OTP or main fandom but still enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=5537" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:5192</id>
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    <title>A Long, Final Rest Among the Stars</title>
    <published>2018-12-12T02:50:11Z</published>
    <updated>2026-03-09T02:11:19Z</updated>
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    <category term="angst"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; A Long, Final Rest Among the Stars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;MCU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Mostly gen, with minor allusions to Pepper Potts/Tony Stark and Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 2732&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;This wasn&amp;rsquo;t a cave. Nebula wasn&amp;rsquo;t Yinsen, and they weren&amp;rsquo;t captives. But he had come full circle back to Afghanistan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was stranded, with no sign of life anywhere and no hope of rescue. And he was going to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/16958436"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/5192.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=5192" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2013-01-25:1953077:4954</id>
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    <title>Rushing Headlong in the Wrong (Right) Direction</title>
    <published>2018-08-22T22:36:19Z</published>
    <updated>2018-08-22T22:36:19Z</updated>
    <category term="steve/tony"/>
    <category term="avengers academy"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;Title:&lt;/strong&gt; Rushing Headlong in the Wrong (Right) Direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Universe: &lt;/strong&gt;Avengers Academy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing: &lt;/strong&gt;Steve Rogers/Tony Stark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warnings: &lt;/strong&gt;None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Word Count:&lt;/strong&gt; 2,727&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary: &lt;/strong&gt;&amp;ldquo;Steve,&amp;rdquo; Jan said slowly, &amp;ldquo;what did you think you were bidding on?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could feel the heat of his blush creeping down his face and neck, and considering its intensity, he knew he was as red as a fire hydrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Uh,&amp;rdquo; he said for the second time in minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or: Steve bids on Tony thinking Tony's auctioning off a date and gets something very different instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/15768288"&gt;On AO3&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://nostalgicatsea.tumblr.com/post/177285389859/hi-if-youre-still-taking-prompts-stevetony"&gt;On Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="userstuff"&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://nostalgicatsea.dreamwidth.org/4954.html#cutid1"&gt;Read more...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=nostalgicatsea&amp;ditemid=4954" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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