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So, The Tempest was very good. Understudy Arial coped admirably, even with script in hand. And guess who dragged himself from his sickbed at half time to fill the smaller roles which had been left empty when everyone got rotated upwards? (The whole understudy thing gets very complicated!)
For my money, the guy playing Caliban stole the show - he was ( Read more... ) -
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Hello darlings! I have been having adventures in farflung places. When I have time I will tell you about it. (Hello my lovely Ginger Veela, Curi and Kneazle!)
Tonight I am at The Globe to see the final night of The Tempest. I wouldn't have known to be disappointed, but I saw on my way in a sign advising that Colin Morgan won't be performing due to ( Read more... ) -
This Girl Is... almost keeping it together, just
Dear ones, I haven't even looked at LJ since sometime before my birthday at the end of last month, apart from a phone post sometime last week. Friday maybe? IDEK.
So, first of all, thank you so much to everyone who sent good wishes for my birthday! I was really touched and a little overwhelmed by how many of you there were! ♥♥♥The thing is you see ( Read more... ) -
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I think I have earned a week off from Sunday Six, no?
In other news, I could almost cry because Malaysia Airlines have a deal whereby if you leave not later than 5th December, you can get a flight to NZ for under £900 (as opposed to the £1300 to £1800 I am looking at elsewhere). I cannot realistically get leave that early - I can probably blag a ( Read more... ) -
We've all been changed from what we were
MOAR FIC!
Title: Our Broken Parts (Smashed on the Floor)
Pairing: Steve/Winter Soldier, Steve/Bucky
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Story notes: Winter Soldier!Bucky; while both parties consent, there are issues around identity, and who knows what about whom, so the consent might be considered a little dubious.
Word count: 11,700
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Actual fic. Yes, really.
Title: We Spread Our Bones Across the Table At Night
Characters: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Word count: 950
Summary: Ain’t no one ever called Bucky Barnes a genius, and ain’t no one ever going to. But he isn’t stupid. Getting shipped out is a one way trip.
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Sunday Sunday
So the identity porn is finally complete (OMGYAY) and off to my lovely beta, and now I am back to Bucky murdering his way out of Russia. (Yes, I know you're bored of Bucky's adventures in Russia, and I care not a jot because I'm having fun with it!) Also, more than six sentences, still not caring.
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Oh crap, it's Sunday
OK, no, I know. I wrote this the other night for a prompt at sharpest_asp’s kissing meme: Steve/Peggy, finally. Conveniently, it is 6 sentences. Excellent ( Read more... ) -
Aaaand another Sunday Six
Urgh, I am so close with this. SO CLOSE. Why do I have so many other things I need to dooooo???
(Also, not actually six sentences, but oh well.)
“Did you know?” she demands ( Read more... )