'The crew stared at him, and at Lucius behind him who was gesturing emphatically at the leather pants.'
This fic made me laugh - and I think we could all do with that, yeah?
(Well, it's what we're getting!)
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'The crew stared at him, and at Lucius behind him who was gesturing emphatically at the leather pants.'
This fic made me laugh - and I think we could all do with that, yeah?
(Well, it's what we're getting!)
Warning: As you probably figured out from the title, this post discusses Depression.
Disclaimer Time: I'm not any kind of medical, psychological, or mental health professional. These are my own experiences - nothing more, nothing less.
I love watching tennis.
Like I love it.
It's the one sport that I've followed regularly and consistently since I was a kid.
And for a British kid, there's nothing bigger in tennis than the Wimbledon Championships.
Warning: this post briefly discusses PTSD/mental health problems
'The storm begins while Sam is away. Which means that Bucky is left to fend for himself in their empty apartment...'
We all need some solid SamBucky emotional/mental-health-based Hurt/Comfort every now and then, right?
...I mean.
We all know it's true.
It's Thursday, life is hard sometimes, this is Dora Reads, so let's get some comics-y superhero-y goodness!
Warning: Vague discussions of mental health issues
Disclaimer Time: I am not any sort of psychological, medical, or healthcare professional. I am a chick with an internet connection: nothing more, nothing less.
Does anyone else find it hard to figure out what sort of self-care they need?
Because it's not all bubble baths and scented candles
- in fact I have to be careful with bubble baths in case my skin allergies freak out, and I don't like lighting candles anywhere near the cats because that's just an accident waiting to happen...
And apart from all that, the consumerist, one-size-fits-all, version of self-care does not, in fact, fit all.
'“I think I’m gonna faint now,” Stede says. He nods to himself. “Yes, I think that’s it for me for a while.”'
Are we all recovered from the shock of AO3 going down earlier in the week? Yes? Good.
I really wish there was more than one fanfiction site with AO3's usability, range, and download feature. But I suppose that would be greedy. 😘😅
(Fandom notes:
AO3 = Archive Of Our Own - the biggest and probably most widely used fanfiction site.)
So, with AO3 safely returned to its rightful place on the interwebs, I have some Our Flag Means Death (OFMD) fanfiction for ya!
(It's been like... 3 weeks since I last rec'd OFMD. #Restraint.)