persistence predation dream pursuer

we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write gen fics. we have to thank our brave soldiers in fandom who write character studies and stories with no focus on romance or sex. we have to get on our knees and thank the brave soldiers in fandom who write about minor characters and friendship and family with no focus on romance or sex. i know it’s hard to care about characters in a world that seems to only revolve around ships but i see you. and i love you

as much as I love badass characters pushing through pain to fight, I also love when they hit a point where they just can't. something structural is wrong or broken, so they can't stand. their muscles are simply too weak and overworked to hold them up. their bloody hands slip off the handles of their weapons, they can't aim through their vertigo or tunneling vision, they shake from blood loss or exhaustion even if not from fear. they've just reached their limit, and no amount of willpower will change that!

Paxton who once he's able to sleep following everything becoming the least morning person known to mankind. Corbeau and Philippe trying to wake him gently, kissing him, petting him, talking to him. Paxton being combative and fighting back, uncoordinated swiping at them and incoherent grumbling. They let him sleep in at first, because it feels like he's catching up on years of insufficient sleep, and Paxton is self-employed, bouncing between the hotel, charity organisations, the royale and odd jobs for the syndicate. Paxton is of course very apologetic about it when he's properly awake, and vows to get better about it (he doesn't). Corbeau and Philippe find it very adorable

I think strange horrible things should stop befalling my friends

I think strange wonderful things should start befalling my friends

reading other comments on the fic you’ve just commented on is like. asynchronous book club meeting 🫶

Friendly reminder that the leather flag predates almost every other flag. We owe this community to leather daddies and kinksters

In the era of corporate sanitization never forget it was leather daddies and S&M folks who protected some of the earliest pride parades.

Three years after that last comment and the corporate backers are fleeing as the moment the political tide turned - the kinksters aren’t.