(Warning: this post briefly discusses Covid 19/Coronavirus and Lockdowns, and mental health problems)
April was a mixed month.
Not only did we have snow, hail, rain, and blazing warm sunshine on the same day, but the uncertain opening-up after Lockdown etc. still meant that things felt hecka odd.
We're in that odd position where we're (hopefully) beyond the worst of it, but it's also uber-important not to move too fast, y'know?
'Sam scrubbed a hand over his face. “Look, I know you talk like that just to annoy me, that the ‘stoic brainwashed soldier’ thing is just an act-“
“I would never joke about perimeter security.”'
Have we established that I'm trash for The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (TFATWS) yet?
If not, let's establish it right now: I am trash for TFATWS. (Albeit trash that is still critical of their Queerbaiting, but here we are.)
It's Thursday, it's May, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
'Dave got off on the 18th floor, looking back to see Klaus with his hand raised in a wave. Dave swore he had the words ‘Good Bye’ written on his palm'
This week's fic is a fun fic based around The Umbrella Academy (TUA)
(Yes, I know I am trash. 😅 We have established this thoroughly by this point. And I don't care.)
It's Thursday, it's the end of April in this year of 2021, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
'“Look at me and tell me this doesn’t look like an accomplished person to you!” Sam was holding a giant teddy bear in his arms.'
The Falcon and The Winter Soldier (TFATWS) series means these characters are both living in my head rent-free.
Depending on what happens in the finale (released today!) we might all need the smooshy mental-health-based comfort of this fic.
(Which comes complete with a slight dose of angst, because despite my apparent adulthood, I am a smol emo child, and you all know this.)
It's Thursday, The Falcon and The Winter Soldier finishes tomorrow (*gasp*,) let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
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It's Thursday, it's April, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
'Diego drags a hand over his face, groaning. "I didn’t know meeting a six year old would take this much effort."'
This week's fic is just a schmoopy and super-cute li'l fic all about family!
(Woo!)
As we all know, (or maybe we don't, but if that's the case I'ma tell you!) the Hargreeves family, aka the members of The Umbrella Academy, have a butt-tonne of family issues.
Like, the tagline to the Netflix series is actually 'Super. Dysfunctional. Family.' and that pretty much sums it up, tbh.
So I kinds love fics where the Hargreeveseseses are like super-duper-awkward about family stuff, but somehow make it work (mostly because they never manage to make it work in canon!)
It's Thursday, the world is still pretty weird, let's get some superhero-y, comics-y, goodness!
(Warning: this post briefly discusses family ill health, mental health problems, and Covid 19)
So, dearest nerdlets: March!
March was better for me personally as Nan's health, although still exceptionally fragile, has been a little better and more stable. Hopefully it'll stay that way and/or keep improving.
'If Aziraphale didn’t know better, he might have thought his friend was crying, but it had been centuries since he’d seen Crowley do that.'
This week's fic is from the Good Omens fandom - the Amazon Prime TV series based on the book by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman that I still haven't gotten around to reading (*gasps*!)
And I think what impresses me the most about this fic is the way that it somehow manages to weave the content of the fic almost seamlessly into the canon.
It's Thursday, spring has sprung here in sunny Wales, let's get some superhero-y, comics-y, goodness!
'For Klaus, there are – approximately – seven million people crammed into this slumber party, most of them screaming at the top of their lungs'
I read a lot of Umbrella Academy fanfiction, like a butt-tonne.
So yes, this week's fic rec is once again an Umbrella Academy fic.
It's Thursday, we all need a break from doom-scrolling (or, at least I do!) so let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
It's Thursday, the world continues to be a weird and wonderful place, let's get some superhero-y, comics-y goodness!
(Warning: as you can probably tell, this post is about Coronavirus/Covid 19.
It also references: anti-vaxxers, conspiracy theories, general 2020-ness, mental health problems, Trump, discrimination, ableism, systemic racism, and other systemic discrimination)
"My grandparents lived through the First World War and the Spanish Flu and all that," my mam said, "it's weird - they never talked about it much."
"Well," I said, "imagine explaining 2020, and the pandemic, to someone who's not even born yet. How could you even begin to make them understand?"
If a child asked, decades from now, 'what happened in 2020 and 2021? How did so many people die of Covid?' - what would you answer?
Where would we start? With the fires and the floods and World War Three trending at the beginning of 2020?
Or would we just jump straight into the Lockdowns, the social distancing, masks, Covid testing, the race for a vaccine...?
'Bucky sucks in a crushed breath. Orange-black and pinned like butterfly wings.'
This fic is so beautifully written.
And you should all know by now that when I find a beautifully written fic, I'm gonna rec it!
It's Thursday, it's March, let's enjoy some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
