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Went on a date last night, meeting a guy from OkCupid. Not sure about the romantic chemistry, but the two of us spent most of the time talking about Marvel and similar, making it one of the easiest dates I've been on in a long time. He had the right attitude towards women, too, for the most part. We've agreed to have another date, and I suppose if all else fails, we can go see Spiderman: Homecoming together. Except I'm not sure when I'm going to see it, now. I was planning to go Sunday, when there'd be no play at Wimbledon, but now my mother and sister are planning a beach trip! At least the early comments are very promising, indeed, being not only positive, but making it sound like something I'll really enjoy.
More than can be said for this Inhumans series, I fear. All I can say now is it better not mess with Agents of SHIELD and their ability to tell the story of the Inhumans, because it looks like they're telling a better one. They should've left it with them, maybe with an Inhuman character showing up in the moves or other things now and then; if they want a superpowered character without trying to figure out their backstory, that could be the go-to explanation.
But a bigger aggravation today was my purse is now in the process of falling apart. I've had it less than a year and a half, and it cost me hundreds. My sister has insisted I buy designer ones the last two times, talking about how long they'll last, and for the second one made it a point to take me to an "outlet" mall where they'd cost two hundred rather than four. Neither of them lasted any longer than the cheap one I had before them. Saturday I'll have to brave the heat to look for another cheap one. I don't want to be throwing away money on purses anymore anyway.

I have now been diagnosed with fibromyalgia. The doctor advised aerobic exercise, meditation, an antidepressant, a muscle relaxant, and less stress. Not entirely sure how I'm supposed to manage the last. Especially when I have days like this one, which start with my sandal breaking and end with the discovery the guy we've been trying to talk to all day didn't realize we weren't in his time zone.
The antidepressant also isn't one with a high success rate. I'm probably going to try the muscle relaxant first, although given both medications could exacerbate the other medical issue I'm having right now, I'm not too eager to try either. I can redo my exercise regimen and try to figure out how to meditate, but it looks like I just have to live with yet more pain in my life.
This weekend my mother, sister, and I are headed to the beach, where we are supposed to relax. Maybe if we actually do, the pain will be reduced? I'll try to get the next part of "Habeas for Superheroes" posted tomorrow, before then. Three more multiparters I worked on today that I am really close to finishing the next part...
At least I'm not stressing about Agents of SHIELD anymore. I'm even kind of optimistic the next season will be a bit more fun, if it's the right kind of outer space adventure for that. Besides, none of the things I dreaded happened last night.

Maybe after the trauma that was last night's episode, it'll help?

Title: Everything Can Wait But Now
Fandom: Agents of SHIELD
Characters: Jemma/Fitz, Jemma/Triplett
Disclaimer: Now Disney owns them.
Warning: Masturbation
Note: I wrote most of this two years ago, while the second season was airing, with the intent of posting it that May. Then I just sort of abandoned it. Then, a couple of weeks ago, I looked it over, and decided to finish it and post it this May. Takes places right after "Afterlife."

( Jemma’s hands still smelt of mozzarella and pesto aioli. )

Since the beginning of the week I've experienced leg pain and especially foot pain I'm pretty sure is caused by sciatica, meaning it probably wouldn't be of much use to go to the doctor. But this morning it got so bad I made an appointment for tomorrow anyway. It wasn't as bad in the afternoon, and went down further after I was out of my work shoes, but I've simply spent too long being unable to walk without pain to not do something.
Tempted to write fic in response to this latest Agents of SHIELD pod, which would pretty much be processing my feelings about Fitz and how terrible both what he's doing and what's being done to him is. I'm wondering how on Earth the writers can come up with a "satisfying" ending for all this by the end of the season, which we've been assured they've been told to do, because they know they might not get the chance to resolve anything left hanging. Then again, the way things are going, I wouldn't be surprised if the series got cancelled days before the finale aired, at la Castle last year. Maybe they'll shoehorn in an epilogue scene for this series too?
Stressed myself stupid this week writing my self assessment for my annual performance appraisal, and then couldn't put what I've written into the form! Someone failed to press a button somewhere, or something weird like that, and now I've got to wait for it to be fixed. Then I pulled a nail out, needed to have my right index finger bandaged, and it actually hurts to type right now! Hope it feels better in the morning.

I've signed up for Awesome Ladies. And then I decided to ask permission to record the Karen ficlet I've long wanted to do, the first time I've actively asked instead of just searching for blanket permissions. And the author granted it! I am way too excited about this, but it's nice to be excited for a good reason for once.
Meanwhile, I also have this odd piece of Quackery:

( Rule 34.5 )

But in the end, there's just going to be this:

( Dawn )

It seems 2016 is the year everyone in the MCU breaks up and wrecks their lives. We expected such things from Civil War, of course, what with it being the Civil War. But much more heartbreaking was actually the second season of Daredevil, especially since while we know the Avengers will be reunited in two years’ time, and the final sequence of Civil War even laid the ground for it, two months after it dropped we’re still waiting anxiously to see if that third season even happens(and if it does, and they do Born Again, it’ll get worse before it gets better). And meanwhile in real life, we’re starting to see even more sharply the divide between the movies and the TV universes, with a huge global phenomenon from Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. getting what seems like a begrudged line of vague lipservice in Civil War. Which is not good; the whole appeal of this franchise is that they’ve got this shared universe with shared history, and the movies would be well to suck it up and accept that they’re not the only thing writing said history.

( Discussion of movie, ABC series, & Netflix series will include spoilers )

Title: Agent Murdock
Part: Prologue
Fandom: Daredevil/Agents of SHIELD
Characters: Matt Murdock, Phil Coulson
Disclaimer: Now Disney owns them.
Warning: Coulson is far better and more ethical than Stick here, but he still has the same ends
Note: I originally came up with this idea and put it up on daredevilkink as a prompt before the second season, but after watching said season I decided to write it myself just to cheer myself up.

( The nuns had been quick to remind Matt of that, but this man sounded different. Sad, like they’d been, but thoughtful, as if he might actually believe what Matt was saying. )

Arrived back from Boston Monday with the bunyon on my left finger having turned painful, so I didn't do much typing before Tuesday afternoon. Finished typing up this first Daredevil post-season 2 fic last night, with most of two more to go.

Title: We Looked Like Giants
Fandom: Daredevil/Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Characters: Matt/Daisy
Disclaimer: Now Disney owns them.
Warning: Underage sex(they're both seventeen), brief mentions of rape and abuse
Note: This is a fill for a daredevilkink prompt: shuffle your playlist, write something inspired by the first song which comes up. Except I was putting a CD on when I read the prompt, the first song on it was Death Cab for Cutie's "We Looked Like Giants," and my mind immediately flew to Matt/Elektra, except this somehow became Matt/Daisy in between that and starting this...

( I'd brave those mountain passes/ And you'd skip your early classes/ and we'd learn how our bodies worked )

Wrote four hundred more words in the universe of "Back Where I Belong Now," because I've gotten requests for more of it on AO3.

( Next Daughter )