'She walked over to Thea and pulled one of the games out of the box. It was an old fashioned wooden box with the game’s name actually carved into the front. “Jumanji?”
“I’ve never heard of that one,” Ollie said. He joined them to take a look.'
Sometimes, you gotta give points for creativity, y'know?
And there ain't no-one more creative than fic authors! 😉
It's Thursday, it's the end of September, let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
...yes, that Dylan Sprouse.
The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, brother of Cole, Dylan Sprouse.
In a dress.
In my head.
'Sam nods anyway. “Okay. That’s fine. How ‘bout we use the door though, stead of charging through the window, huh?”
Bucky blinks. Door?'
I am still very much The Falcon And The Winter Soldier (TFATWS) trash.
What can I say? The fanfiction's just that good 😅
It's Thursday, monarchy is an outdated and fundamentally flawed concept in a democratic society, let's get some superhero-y comics-y goodness!
A reporter approaches someone laying flowers outside Buckingham Palace...
"...I'm just devastated!" they howl. There are genuine tears on this random person's face.
The reporter says something about the whole country feeling the loss deeply, being in mourning, grieving, everyone's lives being touched by the late Queen - really laying it on thick - and... nah.
Just, no.
The Queen died.
That's not a happy thing. And my thoughts are with her family and those who knew and loved her.
They lost someone they loved, so yeah, I feel for them.
But I am not mourning. Not personally, as an individual.
I saw her once, when I was a kid, and strangely pro-Royal (but then, I was like nine or ten, and she was an actual Queen,) - I was one of those kids they bus in to line the route and wave flags as she passes in her car, y'know?
Yes, they actually bus local kids in for that - I got selected and everything, check me out! Lol.
And we got Welsh flags as well as British ones, because dragons rock.
