
I don't know whether this counts as creative non-fiction, or a short story, or what - but it was something that I kind of needed to write, y'know? Anyhow, here it is:
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I don't know whether this counts as creative non-fiction, or a short story, or what - but it was something that I kind of needed to write, y'know? Anyhow, here it is:
'Thor was… strangely prone to crying lately, which Loki didn’t appreciate but had to endure nonetheless.'
Angst time! Angst time! Time to have an angst fest! 😅
...I'm random, but ya love it 😜
It's Thursday, this is Dora Reads, I'm still Cee and still here, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
When I'm tired, my brain sometimes throws out random phrases.
Straight-forward things like, 'I'm so tired,' and 'I wanna be a kitty-cat' (because, well, why wouldn't you?)
Amongst these understandable statements, sometimes it throws out weird ones.
The other day it threw out a new one that I'm still trying to figure out.
Out of nowhere, the thought popped into my head: I want the books to be OK.
And I stopped short.
And I thought... what the hell does that mean?
I want the books to be OK.
'Slowly, Klaus’ scarf begins to take shape. It’s a little wonky in places, the occasional stitch has been dropped, the loops are not very neat - but he’s improving with time.'
The Umbrella Academy (TUA) fic time again!!! Woo!
And yes, as you've probably guessed, this fic is firmly front-and-centred on m'boy Klaus Hargreeves.
It's Thursday, I'm tired, let's get some superhero-y comics-y goodness!
(Warning: this post discusses war, violence, and the Holocaust)
Since it's Remembrance Sunday here in the UK, I think it's time we all admitted something: war is failure.
Yes, even the conflicts we 'win.'
Yes, even the conflicts that people had to get involved in.
Yes, even World War 2.
'“So let me see if I’ve got this straight. You think a witch has lured us here to her cabin so she can fatten us up with fast food, then kill us and eat us for Sunday brunch?”
Sam blinks. “Yes?”'
Not entirely sure what I just read...
But then, reading the author's note... they're not entirely sure what they just wrote either - so at least we're all on the same page!
This is a The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (TFATWS) SamBucky fic. Because this is my blog, and I choose the fics. 😎😅
(Fandom notes: SamBucky is the name of a sexual and/or romantic relationship between Sam Wilson and Bucky Barnes from the MCU (Marvel movies etc.))
It's Thursday, it's still 2021, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
By now, you've probably heard of COP 26 - the global climate summit taking place in Glasgow.
(And if you haven't, it might be a good idea to ask yourself why your usual news source hasn't told you about it.)
COP26 started on 31st October, and will end on 12th November.
The general vibes (and I may be wrong about this, so please bare that in mind,) are that most of the headline agreements happened in the 1st week, with the world leaders present, with the details and logistics being hashed out by the civil servants, etc., in the 2nd.
'The flicker catches, spreads, a surge of certainty that this, all of this, is wrong, that there’s something missing, as though he’s been looking at everything through a blur, like the heat-haze above an open fire, ever shifting and obscuring the truth.
Tony grabs Loki by the collar, shoves him, not nearly as hard as he’s capable of, but hard enough.'
It's been a surprisingly long time since I rec'd FrostIron.
It's time to rectify that 😉
(Fandom notes: FrostIron is a sexual and/or romantic relationship between Tony Stark and Loki from the Marvel movies. After the initial 'WTF?' you will realise that it actually makes a lot of sense.)
It's Thursday, it's November, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness, right here on Dora Reads!
(Warning: this post discusses grief, bereavement, Covid 19, mental health, and general existential crises.)
October was not the easiest month I've ever had - but then, it was far from the hardest, so that's a plus point.
We've been dealing with some of the last admin of my nan's estate, and every time I feel like I've come to terms with her being gone, it's like another gut-punch.
Because I hadn't seen her in-person for so long due to Covid, sometimes it kind of still feels like I'm just waiting for the pandemic to be over, to be able to visit her.
Accepting that I'll never be able to hug her again, after waiting over a year to be able to do so is... difficult.