Anyway, for folks who're coming across this blog for whatever reason, it would be fair to say that you're more likely to find recs of short pro-fic in the SFF genre than anything else (and by short, I mean up to novella, so there's a degree of crossover with my main book blog as there are some novellas reviewed on there). I'm horribly behind, though, so I'm making a concerted effort to catch up with the output of various online sources (e.g. Clarkesworld, Lightspeed, Uncanny and Beneath Ceaseless Skies, among others).
I'm still reading fanfic, but not to the extent that I was previously. It also takes something phenomenally good or which just pushes all my buttons in order to get an appearance on here, especially in MCU now I've read a shedload of that. That's just how it is, I'm afraid. There are also no new fandoms for me for a while now, so if you're looking for something related to anything more recent than shows which have been airing for a while or recently finished, you're likely to be out of luck.
As for the future? Who knows?
Ierois has been a prisoner, left on an island with only occasional visits from a ship bringing food, since being deposed by his brother. He's learned the hard way that the sea surrounding the island is a source of lies, turning stones into precious gems only for the sailors to laugh at him when he tried to use them to buy his freedom. Now, after so many years alone, he has a fellow prisoner to share his isolation...
In this particular universe, the Winter Soldier is captured by SHIELD in 1960 after a failed asssassination attempt involving Howard and Maria Stark. Their son was born earlier than the current movie version and gets involved with a certain supersoldier, leading to eventual Bucky/Tony. The first story, 'The Soldier and the Hurricane' is the best of the three in my opinion, but the other two are also quite enjoyable and allow the introduction of other characters and the eventual location of Captain America.
In the run-up to Hurricane Katrina, after Tookie has decided to stay put, he has an encounter with 'the nosiest damn lizard' and that's the least of what happens to him.
Amarelle Parathis and her gang of thieves have bought their freedom from prosecution (well, most of them though you'll meet the one who didn't in this story too...) on condition they obey the law in Theradane. So when Amarelle is approached by one of the wizards fighting for pre-eminence over the city, she's less than keen to get involved in what's going on, even before what she's asked to steal seems impossible to manage.
Her gods are made of stone, but these people worship a beast of bone and sinew. They keep their god and their emperor in the center of their city. He is an emperor of nothing; his empire was broken before he was born, and the Korondi now seek to suck its marrow. But his palace rises from the shell of a god, and so an emperor he is called.
The first time it happened, I was thirteen. I was in a bar, but not because I wanted to be in a bar. Because my Uncle Louis took us to a fancy restaurant in a fancy hotel that had a fancy bar stuck down in the middle of it like a freaking gauntlet you had to run for the privilege of peeing. I didn’t see it as a gauntlet then, not yet. But now, looking back, remembering those trembling fawn footsteps in my cheap, barely–high heels, I can’t believe my mom just flapped a hand at me and told me I’d be fine.