The words that make, the words that make

[sovay]

Things I did not intend to do with my evening: write fic for The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2021).

Things I actually did with my evening: "Longing, Rusted, Seventeen."

Written for sholio's birthday, thanks to an accidental prompt by silverflight8. It's post-canon and probably fluffy despite mostly being about processing trauma. It is technically the first fiction I've completed since last fall.

Comments

[sholio]

And it is wonderful. I'm just reading it now, and absolutely loving every word! I can feel the sun and smell the salt-mud air.

[sovay]

I'm just reading it now, and absolutely loving every word! I can feel the sun and smell the salt-mud air.

I'm so glad! Happy birthday!

[minoanmiss]

Happy birthday!

I am so excited to read this! I know I can trust sovay with some of my favorite characters. :)

[tree_and_leaf]

I've still not managed to see "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier" - but I love the atmosphere here, and the boats.

[selkie]

Ahem, one of those kudos is mine! To you, from me! It keeps putting me as a guest!

I love how you can make things evocative and readable when I don't even go here.

*collects frozen orange*

[handful_ofdust]

Beautiful. ;)

[sovay]

I've still not managed to see "The Falcon and the Winter Soldier" - but I love the atmosphere here, and the boats.

Thank you! (I miss water.)

[sovay]

Ahem, one of those kudos is mine! To you, from me! It keeps putting me as a guest!

Phooey! I appreciate you letting me know.

I love how you can make things evocative and readable when I don't even go here.

Thank you. That makes me happy, too.

*collects frozen orange*

I did, in point of fact, get them from you.

[sovay]

Beautiful.

Thank you.

[tree_and_leaf]

So do I!