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I HAVE STUFF.

It seems like all the online purchases I made in the past three weeks arrived today. Two new pairs of bootsocks for winter plus a few new pairs of normal socks just because, a set of punked-out arm warmers, a SHIELD patch (shut up), and a book for Lucky for Christmas.

I'm attending a show tonight, so I decided to take tomorrow off and cram all of Friday's to-do list into today. Which meant I was writing up reccs before I realised it wasn't Friday. Oh well? SO I HAVE RECCS TOO.

Suits
Man In The Middle by mskatej -- Harvey and Rachel have a good time, but they're also using each other as a substitute for the person neither of them have. Explicit; Harvey/Rachel, Harvey/Mike/Rachel in the sequel. I originally bookmarked the first story not knowing there would be a sequel; Rachel's take on Harvey is something we don't see often in fic. And then the sequel's presentation of both of them looking for something they can't have, until Harvey decides they can, is fantastic.

Avengers
Childhood Heroes by iokheaira -- Phillippa Coulson from childhood to present day; refusing to be a girl the way she's told to be, refusing to settle for less, refusing to give up. If you enjoyed my Rule63!Tony story, Ironsides, I think you will like this; I know I did.

Counting Days by TamrynEradani -- Steve, having lost seventy years once, has developed elaborate and insane ways of confirming he's still in reality. Tony is fascinated and horrified. Teen and Up, Steve/Tony, though I'd go so far as to call it gen hurt/comfort (also, read the warnings on this one before you read). I really enjoyed seeing a Steve that wasn't so mentally balanced, and the creepy nature of his "system" is the kind of twisted read I sometimes enjoy.

Genius After All by gothula -- Tony is accidentally trapped in a lab, Steve has sex on his mind, and magnets are not good things around an arc reactor. Explicit; Tony/Steve. Hot sex, hurt/comfort, and self-blame. It's like everything I want in one tidy package!

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SO THEN I WENT TO SEE WAIT WAIT DON'T TELL ME.

Which for those of you who don't have rabid fans for mothers, is a weekly news-quiz-panel show that tapes in Chicago on Thursday nights. It was awesome. And I knew nearly all the answers but DID NOT blurt them out like some other audience members did.

Seriously at one point the answer to a question was "Mississippi" and all you could hear was the audience murmuring isssisisisisppssisisiss.

I was glad I showed up early because they weren't kidding about the crowd that turns out for this thing. At first it was me and two hipsters and A MILLION HIPPIES, which was kind of NPR-appropriate, but then I ended up standing in the ticket line with, randomly, a Boston politician, and then in the seating line with A GUY NAMED SAM.

And then the two hipsters came and sat next to me and we nerded it up. Well done hipsters, you have made hipsters at least 20% less intimidating to me.

That is the nice thing about going to anything associated with NPR, though. You are almost guaranteed not to be a) the nerdiest or b) the craziest person there.