So have an index!
I’ve arranged it by topic — for now, at least. I’ll try to keep it as updated as possible!

Hurt/Comfort fanfiction is deeper than you’d think
It pretty much does what it says on the tin.
Whump is a sub-genre where a character is continually being injured/having really bad luck, piled on and/or emphasised gratuitously for the ‘oh no! I must hug this precious bean!’ effect by the fic author, and pretty common in H/C, as you might expect.
I’m a fan of H/C — especially when the fic author manages to somehow make it so that it’s not too melodramatic
And we all need that from time to time.
Recently, I saw that McDonalds are gonna stop supplying hard plastic toys in their kids’ meals in the UK and Ireland.
This was due to a petition from two smol eco-warriors, who were annoyed at the lack of recyclable-ness.
And good on them. We all need to be working on cutting down on the amount of plastic we use.

Of course, I was happy that there’d be less plastic thrown away and ending up in landfill or the water system!
…But I still had some reservations.
Yes, you read that right. Those of you who know will know — those…
…Just some random thoughts from when I finally got around to watching Avengers: Age of Ultron. Enjoy!
‘Seriously. Who is the author kidding? This book is about the Manson murders.’

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No.
Wait-
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
…OK, now I’m done.
Oh, and, as per usual, it doesn’t count as a SPOILER if it’s in a trailer. And Queer IDs aren’t SPOILERS.
I didn’t think that was possible, but somehow we managed it.
Maybe that was the purpose behind the hotel-from-The-Shining aesthetic at the TVA this whole time — to warn us that there was something creepy af lurking in there!
Speaking of aesthetics — the whole gold-veined-castle chic was really pretty and really gothicky. 10/10, would redecorate bedroom if I thought I could pull it off.
Because this last episode…

When I was a kid, Chernobyl was the reason people couldn’t sell their livestock.
I live over 1000 miles away from the site of the Chernobyl disaster. I was born years after the explosion.
But when I was a kid, Chernobyl was the reason people couldn’t sell their livestock.
The restrictions on sheep farmers were only lifted in 2012.

I think, in my mind, I imagined some sort of cross between Aberfan and 9/11. A chilling thought in itself, really.
Over the years, I understood a little more, but the impact was still hard to imagine — until it was…
International woman of mystery (able to confuse people in several countries) writer, blogger @ dorareads.co.uk , Queer, bookish rebel, Welsh, She/Her