Off the prompt "cuddles."

I don't really want to get into it right now but I'm in this weird phase where I'm like, re-evaluating all my life choices and goals because I don't like where I am and I want to get out.

Anyway one of the fantasies about getting out I've had was being a hermit, and I mentioned it to niqaeli and she says, "....would your hermitage have *wifi*?" and I said I dunno, maybe

I've been trying out a thing of not actually wifi-free life but less wifi life where I turned off email to my phone and I haven't actually been on tumblr for a week, that was super easy to give up actually, and I think what works for this is one hour a day in the evening on the internets? Which I spend sorting through my email to see if there's anything I actually want to read, and talking to people on IM.

(And like, I haven't posted meaningfully on dreamwidth in months and months, but now I do? go figure)

so I think I might stay with this? Like. At the very least I think I'd like to run the experiment a little longer. One thing I was curious about was whether my sleep schedule would be affected at all if I wasn't staying up late to tumbl or whatever. Answer: no, my internet habits developed because my ability to sleep is fucked sideways, not the reverse. But I kind of. I don't know. It's a thing I'm working out still I guess.

But anyway I'm super not keeping up with anything that doesn't land directly in my inbox or say hello to me right now, so if anyone is interested in being my email penpal buddy or IMing in my one hour a night, you should say! (apparently my hermitage of less wifi involves inviting people to contact me...)

Does anyone want to talk about the how is this even my life fucking epic plotbunny of Steve/Tony BDSM soul-bonded AU I got saddled with last night that I have already written 1200 words of, while at work, FML, I do not even know, it started off ridiculous but Tony has ISSUES, seriously I think I wrote emoporn, how did I even? It started off with this story, which is a cute little BDSM soul-bonded AU PWP with the summary "As soon as they meet, Tony and Steve imprint on each other as dom and sub. Steve doesn't know what to make of this" and practically off that one line I spawned this whole thing about who's the dom and who's the sub? WAIT, WHAT IF THEY CAN'T AGREE? CLEARLY THEY WILL HAVE TO SPEND FORTY THOUSAND WORDS COMPETING FOR TOP DOM. (I ended up emailing the author asking for permission to remix. Which she granted nigh instantaneously. Oh my god now I have no excuse not to write it. Other than my burning shame.) Also I have already had deep thoughts on Tony in a BDSM context and he's fucking ridiculous, I know this about him, he doesn't feel like he's doing it right unless there's all kinds of props and shit. Which is not entirely Steve's scene. Also I've decided that in BDSM AU land, Steve is a switch but in the past has only subbed for women. There may possibly be cross-dressing in this fic, why do you ask. (Wow. Pepper is totally Steve's type. Steve would totally be on his knees for Pepper if he didn't have a fucking soul-bond to Tony.)

If this is something you think you might want to hear more about, tell me your IM (I can do AIM or gchat) and I'll come find you.

ETA: so nobody? basically nobody. Okay! Good to know that the audience for this fic will be approximately ZERO when I ever get around to posting it. FML.

ETA2: No, I know, I'm being dramatic because I cannot even believe I am writing this.

ETA3: Ooh, I should check Marvel wikia to see if there's a Kinkworld. I mean, probably not? Comics Authority and all? but I should CHECK.