
It's Thursday, it may be April Fool's Day, but no tricks here - just comics-y, superhero-y, goodness!
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It's Thursday, it may be April Fool's Day, but no tricks here - just comics-y, superhero-y, goodness!
(Warning: this post references Covid 19/Coronavirus, and Depression/Anxiety)
"How old are you then?" the adult asks; she's jolly, I do not appreciate forced jolliness. It's inauthentic.
"Six," I say... only it comes out 'thickth' because I've lost some of my baby teeth, and I have a decent gap between my front teeth anyway.
"Thickth," the adult responds, laughing.
I really do not approve of this mocking.
'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!
(Warning: this post briefly references and details mental health problems (Depression/Anxiety))
Last December, I got kicked off the UK Amazon Associates Programme.
I am so not happy.
I've tried pretty much everything to sort this out - but Amazon UK don't seem to care.
So I will do what I do in situations like this - I will put it all out there on the table, in it's full stalling-tactics, arbitrary, frustrating glory.
(This is a long one - feel free to bookmark it and come back, but I would really, really, appreciate you reading this. 💖)
My darling dearest nerdlets, you don't get rid of me that easy.
I don't just 'leave it,' not when I know I did nothing wrong.
I will keep going, again and again.
And so here we are...
'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!