#thassalia

[handypolymath]

thassalia replied to your post: This may be the year I do Nano

If you do it, I’ll do it baby. I can’t promise a novel but daily word count as inspiration?

Well fuck, let's do this/

[copperbadge]

thassalia replied to your post “Okay, Southern Californians.”

The thing is...Disneyland-adjacent and Anaheim? Not LA. And that area probably is not gonna have a lot open after Downtown Disney and the park closes. It's suburbia/industrialesque So Cal.

That was what I feared -- just looking at the malls and restaurants in the area I was like “Oh...this is tourist suburbia. Oh dear.” 

sparkleharder replied to your post “Okay, Southern Californians.”

Lots of construction at certain parts of Disney so might not be able to go all the way around.

Ooh, thanks! Good tip, I will make sure I have alternate routes. 

fatfemme-inist replied to your post “i feel like you're a person how has their shit together. and i very...”

I'm always so reassured to remember that copperbadge is almost ten years older than I am.

And honestly I don’t know about the future, but of my 37 years, I feel like the ten years in my late 20s and early 30s were the most formative in terms of becoming an adult. Early 30s was the first time I truly felt like a) I was keeping my shit together for real and b) it was because I was a full on adult. 

[redrackham87]

A/n: Here's art batch #3 for wipbigbang. I HAD to have this one when I saw that the Avengers go camping - I've actually always, always wanted to write one of those myself, but never gotten around to it. The idea was too excellent to let slip by. XD The snippets I got did not disappoint, and then the lovely @thassalia offered for me to read the fic ahead of publishing and I fell madly in love. Guys, the fic is brilliant and pitch perfect. GO READ IT. I'm not generally a Bruce/Natasha fan, unless they're written exceptionally well, but @thassalia does it - there's chemistry and amazing characterization and shows how they actually could work really nicely together (with plenty of delicious UST and angst, natch). I absolutely had to try my hand at recreating them all sitting around the campfire singing songs, as it was my favorite snippet, then one of my fav scenes in the whole fic. Thank you, @thassalia , for being a great Bang partner and writing such a brilliant fic. :D I'm so, so glad I got to do art for it! :D

>>>ART HERE<<< Fic Title: Up In The Air, Junior Birdman Fic Summary: The Avengers go camping. It's better than building a tower out of office furniture.

Fic Linkage: AO3 Alternate Art Linkage: LJ || DW

[handypolymath]

thassalia replied to your post “Ask box is open and I’m bleary with seasonal depression; let’s go! I’m...”

Help me rid myself of the post-Xmas, Bruce and “It’s a Wonderful Life” bits that are running rampant— from the “what if you were never born” scenarios to the “he’s watching this movie in the dark on cable, laying on the couch with the tree lights in the background while Nat sits on the ground, head perilously close to his hip because they’re the only ones around at the holiday” scenario. There’s a lot of late night tension and brushing limbs and unspoken longing.

My angle on this is that I’ve never seen “It’s a Wonderful Life”.  Bits and pieces, but I wander away not caring. The conceit of what if you were never born is powerful, though, and could be a vehicle for my Rebecca Banner headcanons.

If Bruce hadn’t been born, Rebecca might have kept her career going longer, but still would have succumbed to the leaky pipeline out of academia when she had to follow Brian’s career--which was a bad bet in most multiverses.  So it delays the vicious spiral of domestic abuse, but it also means Bruce is not there to take some of the punches, to spread the load, to be a scapegoat.  Without distractions, Brian only has one person to blame, and it sure as hell isn’t going to be himself.

I think deep down, if he could envision a scenario where his nonexistence would help, Bruce would absolutely embrace oblivion.

I think Natasha has no choice at this point in the conversation.  She must lure him out onto the balcony, entreat him to look down upon the twinkling sleepless lights of the city like a self-agnostic god, each heart yearning and struggling and holding on through the long cold night on the off-chance of finding joy...

...and then dump a handful of snow down his collar.

“You’re alive, Banner.  Try not to mope about it too hard.”

[handypolymath]

thassalia replied to your post “I just wanted a bedtime cuppa”

It's totally the Valerian

Valerian should apologize.

[handypolymath]

For @bynightafangirl on her birthday–baby’s first shitty gif my first gif and @thassalia‘s Helen Cho sexbot headcanon.

~*~

Maybe it’s hubris, but Helen is comfortable growing a sexbot in the cradle; she sees it as an important proof of concept.  Her only ethical dilemma is whether to ask Thor first before using him as a life model.  It’s not his DNA, after all, simply an aesthetic pattern of great symmetry and delightful proportion…and it’s for Science.

Helen’s hypothesis is that when Science is shaped like Thor, everyone will like Science.

~*~

[aurorean]

thassalia replied to your post “less of a fic rec and more of a fic ramble”

Oh man, I can’t tell you how much that feedback means to me;) thank you so much.

I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU SIX MONTHS AGO WHEN THE TIMING WAS PERFECT but you’re super welcome and thank you for sharing your amazing writing for all these years *_*

[aurorean]

less of a fic rec and more of a fic ramble

A while back (a... very long while back), for a meme, I tried to tell @handypolymath which of her fics was my favourite and also how much I liked it. 

(It’s Hulkasaurus, a gorgeous Bruce/Natasha MCU artists’ colony AU, and I still love it to pieces. Cdramas may have wrested my heart away from Hulk canons, but also bless this corner of the comics fandom for works like this. As far as beautiful writing and fantastic storytelling (and hot smut shhhh), this fic has some stiff competition with the other works in her archive because holy shit, but this one has a lot of personal meaning for me because it helped me make peace with the fact that I shrink into my husk and transform into an unsociable murderous corpse-person each year. Which I’d been in denial about for ages and ages. It also introduced me to dawn simulators. 

Which changed my life. And I highly recommend. Along with this fic. Ahem).

For her co-writer, @thassalia (they are rly cute u guys), I never actually did this meme and it would actually be a different piece. There Are Stanzas Still Unfurled, Verses Still Unsold from L’Engleverse of A Wrinkle in Time fame is the future fic that hooked me on future fic. (Vicky-centric, Vicky/Adam, G, 4k). There’s a rich NPC cast we get see the edges of, a great atmosphere that’s sort of hollow and cold and uncertain and waiting and still very alive, and also it gave teenage me this... like... this comforting/alarming sense of the adulthood as a dynamic thing that I’ve sought out again a lot over the years. No lie, before AO3 pdfs, I had copied this into a Word doc so I could bring it with me to my first job and read it in the lab. It’s very L’Engle. There’s poetry. 

I wasn’t going anywhere with this. Yuletide was giving me some feelings this year and since commenting on more fic is my resolution (again), I wanted to do something about them fast before I could wander off and continue not doing it.